Mirror Mirror Poem by jerry hughes
Mirror Mirror
Your beauty, somewhat tarnished now,
still outlines the joyous lass you were
those summers ago, when men stopped
in their tracks just to look at you.
Oh, how cruel time can be.
Now the only recognition you receive is;
'Mum, where's my football socks? '
'Mum, isn't dinner ready yet? '
Now you're mum.
When once you were darling.
Your sun set when he didn't take you
that way - any more.
So you lie beside him, remembering
how your passion rose with his.
And you eyes ask, 'What happened? '
I have read a lot of your poems and will try to comment on more of them when I have time. I love this one. It is so poignant, and I identified with it, as a woman of 'a certain age'. Keep up the good work. Best wishes, Eve
Wow! This one cuts deep, Jerry. It must be recognized by so many who suffer the daily anguish of being taken for granted. Thanks for articulating this awful truth. love, Allie xxxx
Hahahaha, I can't believe we wrote a poem with the same title and post in the same day... Take a look at my bio and you'll see i'm not a poet. I've just started, and all of those poems were written in the last 24 hours. May inspiration be with you, always. ~Ananda~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Wow! Oh, how cruel time can be. Now the only recognition you receive is; 'Mum, where's my football socks? ' 'Mum, isn't dinner ready yet? ..... hahaha thank you for sharing this, Jerry.