Crying Into Yesterday's Mirrors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Crying Into Yesterday's Mirrors



Morning glory rises over yesterday's memories,
pulling me into a reverie of exacting sorrow.
Playing it's toll over my senses, crying into
mirrors long ago broken with age and disuse.
Memories stirring themselves into a new
existence in the here and now.

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