by Ranoka Raines

Created on: March 29, 2009

The daily occurance of a reflection

All too familiar to me,

Brings about a common sequence

Of events caused naturally.

I see the face, I trace the action

Which inspires an intriguing thought,

The emotional camera takes a picture

To capture what time has wrought.

The events of the past are not erased,

The present seems less fair,

The question of the future remains

However, hidden there.

The years that have come and gone

Have made the photograph clearer

For me ponder each right or wrong

By looking in the mirror.

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