MIRRORED
MIRRORED
Who you see in me is you
Not who you’d prefer to be
Perhaps obscure, less clear
But as you really do appear
To others, who look to see
But eventually, to yourself
And understand what’s true
Over time, you may realise
That a reflection is just that
Reversed, at least left to right
Turn, and you’re out of sight
But it’s not as clear as all that
Yet in that trick, an identity
That only a few may recognise
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2024
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