Wanda Dee Sullman
Wanda Dee Sullman Poems
- You'R My Spring Spring is so beautiful it reminds me of ...
- The Gray Shadow Just when there's a glimpse of sun peaking ...
- This Mirror Of The Past Oh, brass framed mirror, how did you ...
- A Photograph A photograph can be a vehicle, into someone's ...
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This Mirror Of The Past
Oh, brass framed mirror, how did you after all these
Years, manage to still look so fine.
Not a scratch, or a crack, after two hundred years of time.
How many people did you see fixing their hair just right.
and how many people passed you, in the middle of the night.
You old mirror, the stories you could tell me, if only you
The Echos of the past and the journeys I would walk.
I wish that I could go back in time and see what you have seen.
All I can do is wonder, as I stare at you and dream.
As I sit here in front of you ...