my hair lays in a mix of curls

that barely brushes the top of my sage green shirt

i am dancing through the living room

listening to linsey stirling

i have a smear of chocolate beside my mouth

from a pumpkin chocolate chip muffin

my fingers are covered in marker streaks

and colors cover the freckles on my thumbs

my hair has a different shampoo scent

and my fingernails are painted with a silver sheen

~ i may only be this version of me for a day, but it still makes me feel beautiful