In a mirror

by Ernest Johnson   Oct 14, 2011


When I emerge in a mirror
The semblance I see
Face-to-face with a stranger
The spurious I call me

Laughter and high spirits
A heart replete with song
When out for a meander
Your love followed along

Months draw closer
And then make way
I lament the season
When your love went away

When I emerge in a mirror
The semblance I see
Face-to-face with a stranger
The spurious I call me

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  • 8 years ago

    by Em

    I like how the beginning and end stanzas are repeated

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