When you look at the mirror
I wonder what you see
Beyond the smiling face,
You seem to wear everyday
Does it show fine lines,
At the corners of your eyes,
That have seen better days
As well as stormy nights.
When you look at the mirror,
I wonder if you see
Stories clipped on your hair
That carries deep secrets
Hidden through these years.
Will the world finally see,
The shadows of yesterdays
Hanging loosely like wilted flowers
Tucked neatly behind your ears.
©irleenda
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