Reflections Poem by Rene Bennett

Hello stranger,
I see you
staring back at me
I often glance at your shadow
lately more frequently.

Please tell me where you are going
or of memories where you have been
tell me do you wonder
if this pain will ever end.

I picked a rose
as I walked through a garden
if it was yours
I beg your pardon.

Mirror, mirror
on the table
release my soul
if you are able.

In the depths of reflection
hypnotized by what I see
this hollow image
a portriat of me.