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
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2022
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