Self Image And Mortality Poem by Tamara Turner

There are lines on my face that were not there before
My spirit is young forever
But my body is not here anymore
It has with stood the test of time
But because I came from the earth it is no longer mine
Being young forever is too high a price
Love yourself at any age
Trust me this is my own advice
Love while you still can
While you still have a chance
Break out in song
Don't be afraid to tear down barriers
And the white picket fence
We are not perfect but we are beautiful
Or handsome just the way we are
Who says that we are not worth it?
In the end we are good enough
To me that is perfect