Kay Moore

Poet's Mirror - Poem by Kay Moore

Mirror, mirror in my hand.....show me who I really am,
Let my story now be told, when I was young, when I grow old.
Dust the glitter from my face, let the Goddess take her place,
Step outside....from within.....let shyness fall, to begin
We are a treasure chest, filled with gold, golden stories to be told.
Sparkling moments of love and care, for all my friends,
With whom I'll share.

Copyright Kay Moore February 2012

Comments about Poet's Mirror by Kay Moore

  • Gajanan Mishra (2/12/2013 9:27:00 PM)

    golden stories to be told. good one. thanks.
    I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

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