I stare through the looking glass
Life is looking back at me
Things are getting clearer
Now I can finally see
I don’t know where it’s going
I know where I have been
Tell me about the good, deeds
I’ll tell you about my sins
I have been a loser
How does it feel to win
Can we go back to the beginning?
Before we make it to the end
I stare through the looking glass
Now I can finally see
Things are getting clearer
Life is looking back at me
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Thanks WILLY ~ what i see in my shaving mirror each day ~ is a face etched with life. Laughter lines and lines of sorrow ~ a furrowed brow but smiling lips and (if I'm awake) a twinkle in our eyes. The "face in the mirror" tells the story of my life.
Now I see through a Glass darkly but one day I shall be changed ~ this mortal face shall put on the face of an Immortal Angel ~ AMEN ~ BRIAN Great Poem !
I am sure its a good and honest one, not to worry! Thanks Brain! ww
Me to Robert
WW this is brilliant
So bloody well done
Mate.....( friend)
Thank you Mate for the read and save...what a guy! peace ww
Would be nice to un-ring the bell sometimes.
no turning back young lady. Thanks sweetness your buddy WW
finely done my friend.
Thank you Kind sir! I really appreciate that from you! Good Sunday Kevin ww
you are always welcome seeing you are quite a genius with a pen. I'm sat outside having a good old smoke on a good old Sunday.
This is amazing, well done!
Oh Hopey_xx this is good maybe?... you are amazing! sweet girl! WW
A damn good scribe - can't say more than that. keep em coming Sir Weed
Why Thank you Sir Michael I guess we are all knights these days? or dazed nights?
anyway I appreciate ya, mighty mike! ww
Super write WW. We see our life in the mirror but what we don't see is the way we look to other people.
yes exactly my friend, great read on this one! Thank you Sir!
Thank You my dear Diamond! I am happy you enjoyed!
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