Mirrors Poem by Ivan Othername
Mirrors
I was once a vain young man,
A slave to every trend:
I always had to have the latest fashion.
Now, the very thought of shopping
drives me 'round the bend.
And mirrors? I hate 'em with a passion.
Monday, June 15, 2009
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4/23/2024 9:12:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What a truthful write....mirror always reflects one's mind as face is the index of mind....intelligent poem