Poetry Thursday

    

 My friends Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetatonhave provided the picture below to inspire our poetry

As she did every morning Elena gazed in the mirror

Given her beauty it did cheer her

And just when her reflection appeared clearer

When suddenly things grew queerer

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Instead of seeing her own reflection

She saw something that caused her rejection

Before her was an old lady with a pale complexion

And none of Elena’s perfection

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”What are you doing in my mirror?” Elena asked aloud

It answered ”Don’t you recognize me? I am old but proud.”

Then the answer came to her but left her unbowed

The old lady was her, just not as endowed

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Elena asked the old lady why she appeared

And it was as the young woman had feared

She began “never to a man revere

Being alone you can persevere”

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There is nothing wrong with being alone

Neither as a young beauty or an old crone

For only one who puts you first in all things will be the one your heart owns

But you must wait because to you this man in unbeknown

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Throughout her single life Elena never forgot the monologue

With no human to carry on a life long dialogue

She realized as so as her senior self disappeared into I the mirror’s fog

That the one she was describing could only be a dog