A Reflection Poem by Elia Michael

A Reflection



I sat in a local train
And there on the window pane
Was an older grey-haired man
And like me he had a tan
His eyes stared right into mine
Like mine they had a black shine
I started to turn away
He did too, I have to say

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Elia Michael

Elia Michael

Xylophagou, Larnaka, Cyprus
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