someone told me about a mirror that people held very dear,
it was a mirror that showed your biggest fear,
that is when my journey begun,
I looked in every mirror, to see whether it was the one,
and one day, I felt a little sad,
because I realised all mirrors where like that,
cause everything in the mirror that I can see,
is a little girl: it's me
Keep up the great work here! I love this poem...especially the ending! (a 10/10 from me!) Keep writing! ...a fellow poet, Dona
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so very touching and moveing.it is a very lovly poem and i love to hear a lot more of it.kelly