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Mirror Image
An image shimmers in the mirror
a reflection I can't perceive
The child looking back at me
maybe lonely and deceived
Do I see some tears fall
the face so small and dear
The image seems so vague
reflecting from the mirror
I reach to touch the image
as fragile as it seems
With hope to bring her comfort
and wake her from her dreams
I need to know about her
will she answer me
I hear a little whisper
just ask me and you'll see
I ask the little girl
are the tears of joy or pain
She whispers once again
does the sunshine does it rain
You see I have no answers
the whisper slowly dies
For I am just an image
and you're the one who cries
I look into the mirror
the little girl I see
The perfect mirror image
that little girl is me
BY: Terri Lynn Vienneau Written: 11/30/1994
Copyright © Terri Lynn Vienneau | Year Posted 2009
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Kaleidoscope
The color of brilliance
The flesh covered soul
The world is divided
By rage and control
The Lord gave us image
Filled it with thought
Colored us different
Diversity was sought
He granted us life
Built us a home
Meadows and lakes
This beauty we’re shown
He gave us the freedom
To make our own choice
To coward to others
Or strengthen our voice
He gave us a will
With each goes a face
Colored with pride
Destroyed by all race
Imagine the world
If all were the same
The color was gray
“IT” was our name
Imagine the boredom
The teachings we’d lack
No fantasy dreams
All matter of fact
Indifference is needed
It makes our mind seek
The person within
That makes us unique
It takes a strong person
To back their beliefs
Who never backs down
To bigots and thieves
Be proud of yourself
Yet never too proud
To drop to your knees
To thank God out loud
Destroying God’s vision
With all he intends
Blinded by color
The loss of a friend
Imagine the world
If all were the same
Neither woman nor man
All one just to blame
Would that be the answer
Perfection defined
No one is unique
Nor one of a kind
No one with dreams
Nothing to learn
Loss of all love
Lack of concern
Born just to die
No in between
What in our world
Would all of this mean
All of God’s colors
Shows us away
Gives us direction
Not written in gray
By: Terri Lynn Vienneau
Copyright © Terri Lynn Vienneau | Year Posted 2009
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