The enormous fortune, poem (314/365)

She valued herself
And estimated
She wasn’t worth much
Looking in the mirror
She began to deduct
From her lips
To her hips
Everything thing
Seemed just not
good enough
She appraised her
Soul and because
She didn’t see it
She assumed
No one needed it
Her brains
She compared
With fact she lacked
Be it not playing panio
Or Latin or Spanish
Or algebraic mathematics
But she undersold herself
Her numbers were far
Below price
As she forgot
To increase value
Of being one of a kind
Her body
And personality
She was a collectible
All her flaws just
Drove up the price
With scars that showed
Character
And wrinkles that
Revealed the rich beauty
And that brain
Was prime real estate
To house something great
Just ready to mined
Her soul was priceless
She sold herself for less
But she was worth more
Then gold
She valued people higher
Then she saw herself
She heard murmurs
That she was worth more
Then just double
That she was worth more
Then she thought she deserved
That she was worth more
Then she appraised
At first she didn’t believe
But then she looked again
Carefully staring in the mirror
She gasped
At the enormous
Fortune before her

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