Arizona Youth Poetry Contest – Grade 8 – First Place
Francesca Navarro ~ Yuma, Arizona
Centennial Middle School
The Mirror
The mirror was her enemy.
It only ever reflected back her imperfections
That everyone said were perfect
And she would agree.
But she didn't have to believe to agree
and that was what she knew.
For many years she would walk
By mirrors and they would crack
Under the pressure and stress she omitted.
All except this one.
A total of three
mirrors had broken down
Since she was a child
But she can't remember the third,
Only how the shards cut her.
The mirror had left her unclean
And she knew she would never be
Dirt free.
And here she stood staring
At the mirror that just
Wouldn't shatter.
And she cried.
She cried and she
Punched that mirror until it
Shattered just like the rest.
And she looked down at the
Shattered pieces and
For once the mirror showed
Back her real self.
And in shattered pieces
She smiled and waved
And the mirror smiled back.
Hi.
I’m the girl who
Broke the mirror.