The Message in the Mirror
She walked into a shop
steeped in another era
scents of old
ancient things from there
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Up in a loft
she saw an ivory mirror
she held it’s loveliness
tell me what did she hear
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It was a voice
with an accent sublime
young and clear
from another time
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Are you talking to me?
I hear you my dear
the young voice queries
please come a little near
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Where is the woman?
no one but me
looking around
where can she be?
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Then just as sweetly
she gave me a message
must be for others
what is the passage
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Tell them I love them
tell them I’m here
tell them I’m waiting
give them love and cheer
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Who do I tell?
can’t you be clearer
now she seemed satisfied
this woman in the mirror
Painting: Waterhouse “Rosebuds while ye may”
Leslie what a beautiful poem, loved the graphic as well, excellent imagery, well written xx
January 29, 2010 at 12:25 am
And it is as lovely as the woman in the painting.
January 29, 2010 at 12:53 am
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Hi Leslie I know this is an older entry but I really enjoyed it =)
November 18, 2011 at 1:04 pm