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Mirror mirror

entry picture

I stood and stared

a long time seeking

a welcoming gaze

that returned my greeting.

The World stared back

then went its way,

perhaps to lunch,

perhaps to play. 

 

My friend the Mirror-

a listener of sorts-

in silence watched

and kept its thoughts.

 

Words and foto T Carroll

◄ Thyme

Not for me another love ►

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