Mirror
Life is like an old mirror
Stare into it become a seer
The sins of the father they say
Someone someday will have to pay
Those things you thought you got away
Return in living color on a distant day
With disappointment you watch it all unfold
The author on things to which you've bestowed
The yin and the yang of life
Remembers those things filled with strife
Maybe life is all filled with quite dis-pare
Of those mistake that one can not repair
Copyright © Sean Ferris | Year Posted 2018
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