Mirror Image
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I wrote this poem after an experience that involved me looking in the mirror, which I don't normally like doing, looking hard at my image and trying to find traces of the younger me. I then closed my eyes and in my imagination I was the child looking at the older image. It was a weird feeling as both the child and the older person both thought that the other one felt that they were superior to the other. I then opened my eyes and realised that the image in the mirror was both the child and the me now.
I’m looking in a mirror,
I’m window shopping
For what I used to be.
I’m closing my eyes,
I’m letting go,
Trying to see.
I remember when I was a child
I often let my imagination run wild,
I’m clock watching now,
Pray it’s not stopping, how
I am longing for you to come home.
I can see from your exterior
You think you are superior,
But you don’t hear the tunes I hear
Or see the sights I see,
I might ask you to my dominion,
Even ask for your opinion,
But don’t you ever patronise me.
No! Don’t you ever patronise me.
I’m looking in a mirror,
I’m window shopping,
For what I used to be.
The image in place
Has an old face
With a history.
Tears fill my eyes,
As I realise
I am you
And you are me.
Yes, I realise
I am you
And you are me!
Copyright © Mavis Jackson | Year Posted 2020
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