Pamela Caswell's Writing Collection
Poems, Short Stories and Misc. Writings.
Wednesday, January 27, 2016
Mirror
Sometimes when I am searching for myself
for a fleeting moment
it appears as if it’s your eyes reflect back
through mine.
Confused and lost for a moment,
Skipping a breath,
I stare to begin to see finally see
me again.
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