Sparkle

So many things light up with the glint of the sun.
The river water shines, waves tumbling with a breeze.
A strand of hair glistens its coppery red.
Sunlight bounces off a mirror and I see me.

Tiny sparkles line my ears, three at the bottom,
mint and pearl and silver. Turning to the left,
a small glistening of a purple silver nestled
in the top crevice. But the mirror shows more.


I am covered in sparkles, from a pink snakeskin
dress to the black bow belt around my waist.
Even my shoes shine of gold in the light.
I am surrounded by sparkles and they are me.


The special sparkle lies deepest in me, an orb
centered in my eye. It's like the chocolate brown
has become a shining metal, brightening
and smiling with the heat of happiness.