Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Will I ever be as tall
As my mom and dad today-
Or will I always be this way?
When I wish so much to grow
And know the things that adults know,
Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Must I always be this small?
Little girl or little boy-
Quaint questions these to ask a toy-
No mater how you hope or pray
You can not stop a single day.
As water drops fill up a cup,
The days pass by and you're grown-up.
Little girl or little boy,
You'll soon out grow this simple toy.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Why do adults have the gall
To pat my head and say to me:
What do you think that you will be?
There are so many things to do;
Why must I choose just one or two?
Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Why can I not choose them all?
Little boy or little girl,
Yes, this is a busy world.
There are many things to do,
And all of them are awaiting you.
You must learn a bit of each
Then pick the best ones in your reach.
Little boy or little girl,
You can build a better world.
Mirror, Mirror in my hand,
You are so hard to understand;
You sometimes laugh and sometimes frown,
And if I want I'll turn you ‘round.
Upside-down and sideways too,
I do as I please with you.
Mirror, Mirror in my hand,
Top that one if you can.
i wish i read it when i was 10, i like it very much, but why did you end it that way?
I enjoyed this poem. Thanks for recommending it! The style of the poem is fun and childlike, but wise and well-written. I really do love mirror poems and seeing how poets play the mirror...
This is very well done, Adeline. Thanks for inviting me to read it.
Really like this, so beautiful to read, it just glides through. Very beautiful work.
Ah! Ahmed: You may well ask. But, by now, you have read much of my poetry and you may now feel the flavor. Do I not sprinkle a giggle throughout? Life may be serious but lets not forget to laugh. Adeline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nothing tops your poems Miss Adeline