Mirror Image

Mirror Image An image shimmers in the mirror a reflection I can't perceive The child looking back at me maybe lonely and deceived Do I see some tears fall the face so small and dear The image seems so vague reflecting from the mirror I reach to touch the image as fragile as it seems With hope to bring her comfort and wake her from her dreams I need to know about her will she answer me I hear a little whisper just ask me and you'll see I ask the little girl are the tears of joy or pain She whispers once again does the sunshine does it rain You see I have no answers the whisper slowly dies For I am just an image and you're the one who cries I look into the mirror the little girl I see The perfect mirror image that little girl is me BY: Terri Lynn Vienneau Written: 11/30/1994