MIRROR
THERE IS A MIRROR, SIX INCHES BY FOUR, ITS ON THE WALL, JUST BY THE DOOR, ITS SEEN MANY FACES, SOME YOUNG AND SOME OLD, IF THE MIRROR COULD TALK, WHAT WOULD I BE TOLD, ITS SEES ME EACH NIGHT, WHEN THE DAYS AT AN END, AND THERE IN THE MIRROR, IS MY ONLY TRUE FRIEND, SO LOOK IN THE MIRROR, FOR THERE BEHOLD, EACH FACE HAS A SECRET, THE GLASS WILL HOLD,SO LOOK AT IT NOW, FOR TOMORROW'S TOO LATE, THE MIRROR WILL BE THERE, BUT DESTINY WON'T WAIT......
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Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
THIS WAS DURING A BRIEF PERIOD INSIDE, AFTER A DRIVING OFFENCE!!!
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