Within the Mirror
Within the mirror
I see an image staring back at me
with every move I make
my image responds in kind.
Smile for smile...
Frown for frown...
Even laughing at/with me when I laugh
perhaps my image sees what I see
Go figure!
Never does my image change
which makes me wonder even more
Just who this person really is.
When I turn away, the image seems to disappear
but only for a second
for when I turn back, there I am again.
Which makes me ask?
where does my image go when I leave the room?
Does it perhaps lie in wait for me to return?
to once again look back at me.
Perhaps it leaves with me
for when I see my reflection in passing by other mirrors
there again is my image staring back at me.
Copyright © Melody Coster | Year Posted 2010
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