Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper

Mamma's Reflection

I dust my cloth
Across the glass
I cannot see her
But she's there
I know

Her pale eyes

Watch me from
The mirror:
Her only window

From the mirror
She watches
From the mirror
She looks

In the mirror
Trapped where you
Cannot see
In the mirror
Another me-

The ghost
That haunts
The ghost
That weeps

Topic(s) of this poem: ballad

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Form: Ballad

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