The Mirror

Reflections, an echo of the past

I come to a sudden halt ,when I see
someone staring back at me
a picture of a woman
with a strange look in her eye
who’s that? I wonder out loud
I’m not sure , not really
Staring at her longer then I understand
I know who she is, sort of
but she’s changed so much
since the last time I saw her
only her eyes are the same
and that look , I’ve seen it before
it’s a reflection , an echo
an image etched in my mind
from the last time we met
as I reach out to her
she reaches towards me
then I know ,as I feel the coolness
of the hard, flat surface of a mirror

©️ L Conway 2021

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Every time I look at a mirror these words speak exactly how I feel. Only the eyes seem recognizable. The rest only reflect time's influence on me. Thank you for sharing your work.

[Lisa C]

Glad you enjoyed it ;-)