i can look at my self now
with love and admiration
my skin is smooth and i can see clearly
my mind is sharp
i know i am beautiful
but will i be able to look at my self
when i no longer align with the world’s definition of beauty
and know i am beautiful
when my legs have freckled and veined
from years of walking in the sunshine
when my stomach stretches and sags
from motherhood and delectable food
when my eyelids fold and eyesight blurs
from a lifetime of seeing all i possibly could
when wrinkles cover my face 
a roadmap of all i’ve felt and thought and loved
will i be able to see my self
and know i am beautiful?
time will tell
but i think time is on my side