The mirror told me,
I’m divine.

I’m angelic with my grey eyes;
The color of a cloudy sky.

I’m marvelous with my wide hips;
Able to bear children.

I’m beautiful with my thin lips;
Bright red and showing off my teeth.

I’m splendid with my thick calves;
Bulky, but no where near fat.

I’m glorious with my bulbous nose;
Not too hefty, not too thin.

I’m excellent with my scars;
Showing me life is precious.

I’m heavenly with my stretch marks;
Telling me I’m able to carry life.

The mirror told me,
I’m divine,
Angelic,
Marvelous,
Beautiful,
Splendid,
Glorious,
Excellent,
Heavenly,
And most of all,
Amelia.