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The Mirror.

I touch this cold glass
smooth under my fingertips
Framed with rubies at the top
And gold all round.
with Love at every corner
and Joy at every sparkle
This is no ordinary mirror
this is truly extraordinary
It shows me in her.

I see my world
crystal clear
In splashes of color
of the many who color my life
and my heart
the many who are in my memories
and my tears

I see
the circle of life
The girl I’ve been
the person I am now,
and the woman I will become

I see my heart
all the wants the desires
The love i feel keeps it pumping
the adrenaline keeps the life in my eyes
It keeps growing bigger day by day
with the love I feel
like the Grinch’s heart
it breaks the odometer

I see the windows to my soul
How it shows fear but defiance
The joy but that sadness
The anger but the love.
The warmth and the life.

What I see
Is myself in the mirror
Of an Old friend
The familiar old tune
whistled
She sings it to me
when I forgot the melody.

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