Mirror, mirror, help me please
I’ll not complain if there are fees
To look again as I once did
To be again a pretty kid
Can you smooth the wrinkles; tint the grey?
Can you trim the fat, so that I may
Charm him again in that same way
As when I sought to win him.
Alas, my friend, the glass replied
I cannot alter what you spy
But do not fear, for can’t you see
This image isn’t you…it’s me!
I can’t reflect a loving heart
And that’s your most important part
Your beauty shines from deep within
And that’s what’s seen by kith and kin.
Author: Lorraine
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