The Mirror Poem by Rob Francis Parsons

Thinking in the mirror
that sort of funny mirror
which returns straight a lightly gaze
and seemenly echos some normality
its a strange cut of glass
and sort of dreaming
it can get some one thinking
remembering and wondering through the glass
thinking and battling with some normality
that sort of funny mirror
a straight edged looking glass
forseeing real further streams
things possible while the light still beams
possing a forthcoming reality
thank god it echos some normality