as black as stone
as clod as ice
she sits in the corner
a lone out of site
fear is her friend
her shadow is only beside her
sits in the dark room
full of sorrow
tears pore from her checks
falling like a waterfall
never happy, never talking
not even noticing
i am watching her
then i realize
that she is
my reflection
in the mirror.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem