In the Mirror

Sometimes I look in the mirror, just to see compassion in someone’s eyes.

I look long into the sorrow in my weeping friends demise. Sometimes I talk to myself in the mirror, just so someone will listen to me.

I listen close to the hidden words breaking.

Sometimes I smile in the mirror, just to see I’m not alone. The smile speaks softly, it’s okay to carry on your own. Sometimes I remember who I see in the mirror,

and that hope is more than I can bare.

R.D. Jess

Published by reneweddream

I am a lover of writings and over the years I have collected a handful of poems and stories I have written. The more I wrote the more I realized I should do something with it, besides putting it in a box.

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