O Mirror

In my house as if I’m an alien Ladies chamber form its den The mirror of the dressers table Stays busy as a beautician cable Dawn to dusk as if it’s a parlor Except me, it’s in house wife’s care O Mirror who you are factually Where you are from genetically I know you are not Aphrodite But you can show the reality Of true reflection you have the power By which we can cover the outside layer I know myself by the true knowledge and prudent wisdom O Mirror you can teach how to represent the self-rhythm Your acceptance to all as a pioneer of embodiment guide As like the true wise you can reveal the un-foreseeing side With your kind escort, we can make up our whimsical sights O Mirror, live long to reflect the insightful clear No disguise, for my lady form me in your nature February 26, 2023 Write an Ode Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Jeff Kyser