A Perfect Morning
Brilliant you are she said.
Reflection smiled. Showing her girly.
I am serious she insisted.
The girl grinned widely at her.
A genius, I think.
Reflection was grinning wildly now.
What are you doing? Asked her sister.
Ruining a perfect morning.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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