The Mirror Poem by Half Past

She stood in front of the mirror for her reflection to see

'mirror mirror' was her crying plea

'tell me i'm pretty'

'speak of my beauty'

the mirror was silent quite along time

and finally it responded it's answer divine

'i see before me the perfect view'

'a flawless creature young and new'

'a picture of fitness and flawlessness'

'you are the envy of all in your flesh'

'i see the wrinkles you have covered so fine'

'i see the tan to cover the cold hard hands of time'

'your smile speaks volumes of happy bliss'

'it shows your quality and finesse'

'you have the perfect facade for all to witness'

'your clothes are starched and clean'

'your skin and teeth have an unnatural sheen'

'your beauty is numerous, and should be etched in stone'

'yet you stand before me all alone'

the mirror fell silent and changed it's hue

she stood there silently awaiting it's cue

finally it spoke with a sad tone

'now let me show you what is not being shown'

the mirror sent images of her life and crime

it showed the tortures she endured for an exterior shine

it revealed her past before her eyes

deeper and darker than moonlit skys

to the depths of her soul the mirror did steep

to show her beauty that comes from down deep

once again the mirror did fog

allowing her memories to rise from the bog

she stood there crying with head in hand

as the mirror looked backed softly from it's stand

it spoke to her a few last notes

it had meaning in it's lasting quotes

'for ever can you fight to be young'

'but time will undue the work you have done'

'tis better to let the soul shine thru'

'let people see the true beauty, that i see in you'

the mirror went dark and never spoke again

she continued on with her own plan

till years later her looks were gone

she turned to the mirror and sang a sweet, sad song

'mirror mirror'

'tell me the truth'

'am i still beautiful? '

'do you still see my youth? '

slowly but surely the mirror awoke

and these last words the mirror spoke

'i see before me a beauty divine'

'whose beauty has not faded with long lost time'

'what i see before me is still the same young girl'

'in spirit if not body, you are always my pearl'

'it took you years to see what i see'

'it's not your body, it's the soul that breathes sweetly'

'now you know the truth with no hidden fee'

'look to your own heart for the answer'

'it will always set you free'

the mirror dusted over with dirt and mold

as she stood there in rags wrinkled and old

she watched as the mirror cracked and shattered

leaving her there withered and tattered

she turned and walked away with a smile on her face

for the last image on the mirror was her beauty still in place...