Three of Me
I look in the mirror
And what do I see?
I see an exact
Copy of me.
I look in the bed
That lies above mine
There comes a voice
That procures my whine.
I look at the table
And to my right
I see my reflection
But I have no fright.
Each reflection had hair
Golden as wheat
We all love ice-cream
As our favorite treat.
Sapphire eyes
Four shining back at me
Tall lanky limbs
As graceful as could be
I am one of three
All copies of me
I’m a triplet you see
And I always will be.
Copyright © Erika Raiken | Year Posted 2011
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