Dr.Ram Mehta Poet Rhyme

O' Mirror, O' Mirror

Who put crows’ feet around my eyes?
Who put grey in my hair to dye?
I know you’re not prejudicial
You show images as real
O’ Mirror! It is my father’s face I imply

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August 3, 2014
Form : Florette
Dr. Ram mehta : 
Fifth Place Win
Contest: Reflections of a Florette by nette onclaud

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Reason A. Poteet September 16, 2014 at 7:03 AM Congratulations, Dr. Ram, a thoughtful, funny piece with a happy ending remembering one's dad.

Hija De La Luna September 15, 2014 at 5:52 PM Congrats on your win, Dr. Ram!

Nette Onclaud September 15, 2014 at 1:28 AM samshing last line , dr. ram... fascinated!.. thank you for joining my contest with big congrats and hugggs! Nette Onclaud September 15, 2014 at 1:28 AM ~ smashing

Barbara Gorelick September 14, 2014 at 5:04 PM My friends tell me that the older I get, the more I look like my mother did. this is a clever poem. congrats. BG

John Posey September 14, 2014 at 2:19 PM This is a pleasant read.... it reminds me of "Reflection"... One I wrote some time ago... Nice work Doctor.... Regards ... Jake

Paul Callus September 14, 2014 at 4:13 AM Lovely and witty Dr!! It is true that all of a sudden the resemblance to parents seems to become so very conspicuous. Congrats on your win. // paul

Dr. Upma A. Sharma September 14, 2014 at 12:55 AM Wonderful write Dr Ram n so is ur win! How true! Big congrats!

Brenda Meier-Hans September 13, 2014 at 7:30 PM I remember looking in the mirror the first time I seen my mother. I was shocked. Now it's just everyday life. Loved how your poem brought out the memory. Congratulations on your win Dr. Mehta.

Jan Allison September 13, 2014 at 6:30 PM ooh I love greying Men Dr Mehta LOL lovely write many congrats:-) hugs Jan xxx

Nette Onclaud September 9, 2014 at 2:26 PM thank you, dr.ram.. we need 8 syls for line 1.. kindly edit fast.. thanks and huggs Dr.Ram Mehta September 13, 2014 at 10:40 PM Thanks for your appreciation of my poem and the alert. nette

Bl Devnath September 4, 2014 at 1:21 PM Nice poem my friend enjoyed from you. Philosophical touch is there too, I feel. Good luck in the contest. Loved always.bl

Casarah Nance September 3, 2014 at 3:02 PM Them mirrors do not lie, but with your age and grays comes wisdom and experience that is pride to wear well. Best of luck in the contest honey. :)

John Posey September 3, 2014 at 1:39 PM Cleverly creative..... It reminds me of a contest winner I had some years ago.... You might like "Reflection"..... Jake

Carolyn Devonshire September 3, 2014 at 11:00 AM Dear Dr. Ram, At least you're seeing your father. I'm seeing my grandmother. Your poem gave me chuckles. Best wishes in the contest. Love, Carolyn

Eileen Manassian September 3, 2014 at 8:22 AM Lovely, Dr Ram. Yes, at times I feel like having the same talk with my mirror. They grey is starting to show in my hair...just a little, but I've decided to leave it in...salt and pepper is nice. Blessings and good luck on the contest.