Clear Reflection

You asked if i can go to the mirror I marched straight to the full-length mirror leaning near the bookcase to check my stance. My heart-patterned beanie sat firm on my head, my pink flower was gripped tight in my right hand, and the microphone was steady in my left. I gave a confident nod to my reflection and tapped the floor once with my foot. I am tough, I am ready, and yes, I am definitely Rosie.