Reflections..by Michael

Her reflection in the bathroom mirror has us
Both smile. I turn around and hug her before I leave.
A pillow is shared with the comfort of us being that close
For so many years. Holding hands, we fall asleep together
and meet in the wonderful world of dreams.
A marriage takes place and soon after so does the honeymoon.
Her reflection in the bathroom mirror makes me think
Of old and new times combined. The same pillow is shared as we
hold hands and fall asleep together, only to meet once again
In the wonderful world of dreams...
 
 
 
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Reviews

[Nightfeather]

This poem is really beautiful and very well written. I like the way you have broken free from the confines of a traditional poem (structures). This poem lacks no talent or emotions. The message is clear and comes from the heart and that is what counts in a poem. You have nailed it.

Good job :D

[Michael Reisman]

Thank you for this beautiful compliment! Check out my 19 books of short stories and poems at www.michaelreisman.net

[Nightfeather]

No problem and I will check them out in the not so distant future :)