Reflections - A short poem

The mirror tells a story
Every time you spy
The face reflecting off it
Makes your imagination fly

It's just the reflected image
Staring back at you
But you can't help but wonder
Is the face really who you knew?

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DragonFruit · 61-69, M

Very nice poem....and my response is:

The face is who you are now
It has changed as you have grown
The person who’s reflected
Isn’t quite who you had known

sspec

@DragonFruit

Implies that change is the only constant
Can build up for ages or can show in an instant.
All we need to do is to Flow along
Choices make or break - enjoy them singing the song.

ReneeT · 61-69, M

@DragonFruit @sspec

Thanks to both of you. I love how you've taken the theme and added some great lines to it.

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