Andrea,
What a wonderfully, tear jerking poem.. we all seem to hide in our own mirror image, yet we all show our cracks.
This is wonderfully penned and i felt myself travel through time.. back to my own childhood..
Well done.

Every time I look in the mirror I see s reflection of my life and some are far from being pleasant. If only we could tell at times what all others have been through but the mirror don't lie. Tale care

Maple, I myself do the upmost to never view my reflection anywhere; I know I will not like what I see.
Take care and all the best,
Ben

But there are no imperfections in this poem. Truly deserves a win

I only look at the mirror when I comb my hair, I don't really like spending much time looking at my reflection...because I will only see my imperfections, hehe. What a very deep piece that speaks volumes of emotions...greatly penned, Ms. Andi.

This is extremely raw and honest and as always resonates with me a lot