Treasure Island

Uriah Hamilton


Adoring Mirror


The paintings in the art gallery
Remain the same
And continue to reflect
The eternal beauty
As inspiring today
As when I saw them as a child.

The ways of mirrors are not as true:
In the past a lover brushed her hair
Into the soft gaze of an adoring mirror
That seemed to love her
As much as I did,
But now the lover is gone
And only loneliness is reflected
In the same cold and unsympathetic mirror.

Submitted: Thursday, May 29, 2008
Edited: Sunday, June 29, 2008

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