Mirror
Mirror, no preconceptions,
Honesty, truthfully
Watching a woman
Who grows from young girl to old woman.
The mirror becomes
Part of the woman’s self
The mirror becomes a lake.
She sees herself and tears flow…of revelation.
The woman will always come back…
And meet her friend of truthfulness.
Copyright © Heather Mirassou | Year Posted 2008
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