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Mother In the Mirror

When I look in the mirror I don't like what I see Sometimes I wonder Who IS this woman looking back at me Once my hair was long and brown My lips a rosy red I hardly recognize this woman With the thin white hair on her head The once sparkling blue eyes Look so tired and faded The lovely life I used to live Has left me feeling jaded I guess I must get used to this One way or another It's just that I don't see ME anymore It's like I'm looking at my MOTHER

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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Date: 9/22/2008 9:36:00 PM
Congratulations on your Honorable Mention on Charles Fuller's contest. Well done! warm regards, Gino
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Date: 9/22/2008 4:54:00 PM
Congratulations Vernette on your Honorable Mention in Charles Fuller's contest! Good for you! Love, Shar
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