The One In My Mirror Poem by Marianne Soher

The small one in my mirror
Smiles and frowns at the world
She moves little yet frets
Changes her moods and frames

The old one in my mirror
Does not want me to see
The depths of her wild sadness
When she looks inside me

The fresh one in the mirror
Awakes her early morn
With the song of the new day
And a raw taste of choice

The real one in the mirror
Yet does like what she sees
In spite of all the wrinkles
‘cause she likes to be me

(Marianne
Kfar Shalem
6-5-2014)