OH MIRROR… a poem

Girl, Woman, Blonde, Young, Robot

Who do I see in this mirror?

Am I to judge you?

To sentence you?

To degrade you?

To admonish you?

No!

You are not the enemy!

Your sentence has been paid.

Your life is free.

There is no punishment!

You are a gift, and don’t you ever forget it!

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Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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