My Reflection of the Past
I look into the mirror and see a reflection,
A familiar face not quite perfection.
I see all the mistakes that I’ve made,
As time goes by they begin to fade.
I look into the mirror to see my face,
But my innocence was lost without a trace.
The sweet daughter I was once before,
Now telling lies and storming out the door.
I look into the mirror and a tear runs down my cheek,
Hitting rock bottom made my heart and soul weak.
Searching for strength but seeming like all was lost,
Never stopping to think of how much mistakes cost.
I look into the mirror and see lessons learned,
From all the broken roads on which I’ve turned.
Stumbling through darkness all alone,
Hoping for something, anything to guide me home.
I look into the mirror and see a reflection,
A familiar face getting closer to perfection.
Making right what once was wrong,
My soul now sings a joyful song.
Copyright © Lisa Grove | Year Posted 2007
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