A poem by Jenny Williams.
Proof Of Life By Jenny Williams Flickr, Flickr on the screen Look who’s wanting to be seen. I post a picture, with a certain pride, I want it out there, I don’t want to hide. So I snap the picture, in the perfect light In a pleated skirt which feels just right. With the satin hem that seems to flow Against shaved legs when that soft breeze blows. I put on my dress with special care, Fitting over my head, to avoid messing my hair. Pat down the bodice and now into my heels I walk to the camera, and just love how it feels. Ready for that pose after fixing my hair The swish of the hem against legs smooth and bare. Some pretty pictures taken, with my floral dress on Fresh makeup, lippie and nothing went wrong. Then a glance in the mirror and I look alright, Now I adjust the flash to give more light. While setting the timer to 10 on the dial Quickly back to the chair as I settle my smile. The flash goes off and lights up the room, Gone are the shadows, gone is the gloom I can see Jenny as who I can be But, I so hate myself as it’s not what YOU see Banished are the wrinkles, marks and dots Editing software removes those spots I now feel so right, that I want to share The real Jenny’s here without a care. Out in the garden, under the moon, Among the flowers, it’s Jenny in bloom. Here I lose the panic and destructive alarm. In this place of beauty, full of peace and calm. Quickly checking the camera, I almost cry, This woman looks real, so why do I lie. I want the world to know the real me Maybe through Facebook, it’s what they will see. So, Flickr, Flickr on the screen Are your pictures ever seen? “Why do you do it ?”, asked my wife. You see, for Jenny, its proof of life.
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