Mirror Mirror
I am old; my mirror tells me so
It talks to me, too,
Saying, "it's time for you to go."
I look deeply into the mirror,
With a nasty menacing look,
Saying, "You used to be my friend,"
While taking the mirror off its hook
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
