For it isn't your mother, your father, your husband, or children's whose judgement you must pass.
The person's whose verdict counts most in your life is the one staring back from the glass.
She's the person to please, never mind all the rest, for she's with you clear up to the end, and you've passed your most dangerous and difficult test, if the woman in glass is your friend.
You may fool the whole world down the pathway of life, and get pats on your back as you pass.
But your final reward will be heartache and tears - if you've cheated the woman in the glass.
I found this poem last night. It spoke volumes to this One Woman and I want to share.