A young spring-tender girl
combed her joyous hair
'You are very ugly' said the mirror.
on her lips hung
a smile of dove-secret loveliness,
for only that morning had not
the blind boy said,
'You are beautiful'?
Mirrors can be fooled but inner beauty is no illusion... wonderful poem.
Superb, Well written poem.... Read my Mirror if you find time...Thanks in advance.
Not bad for an idea which could be expanded more.
When has there ever been an idea of worth that couldn't be further expanded on? That fact does not mean one should expand on every idea. Elegance is a virtue in both poetry and in science.
ah! haaah how lovely! love is blind! ! !
that was a good poem
Oh, yes very good poem i must say
the mirror does not talk
expanded on? bollocks. says it all doesnt it?