My reflection

MY REFLECTION

I stood in front of the mirror,

I saw an image, It looked someone familiar,

like I had known her since age.

I rose my right hand in air,

She rose her left hand, but did the same.

I ran to my mum and told my mirror tale,

She looked at me in amaze, 

and told me that it was my reflection ,

then I knew it was only my pretty face.

Author's Note

just review what you think.

Reviews

[Inspiring Writer]

Hahaha :)
Very funny and a nice write. You made me smile by write this piece. Beautiful piece, the write came from your heart.