My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man staring back at me.
The face I recognized,
But he had hair of gray, and there were wrinkles around the eyes.
I waved. I rubbed the mirror with my sleeve.
No matter what I tried, he simply wouldn't leave.
This can't be me, I thought. I am much more svelte.
Just look at the way the belly hangs over his belt!
I also thought it was very queer.
The hair stopped growing atop his head and was growing out of each ear!
Who was this imposter, and what is he doing there,
this man of age with silver in his hair?
Why is my mirror doing this to me?
Having this old man staring back at me?
Don't live in anger, with fear and regrets.
Seek forgiveness and lay your pain to rest.
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
While you weren't here
I cried every night.
A million tears fell,
Still,
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
When your heart suddenly feels
light, excited, at ease.
When you feel like your h
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
Life's brevity, so bittersweet,
depends upon just one heartbeat.
Brief as dusk an
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
