Thursday, May 24, 2007
When you look into your mirror
Every morning when you rise,
Do you see a true reflection,
Or your visage in disguise?
Do you meet a face that's smiling,
And two eyes so bright and clear,
Or a frown upon your features
As if Life was hard to bear?
When you gaze into the mirror
Of your past vocation's role,
May you find true satisfaction
In the things you there behold.
May these past reflections make you
Proud to feel you played the game,
In your daily work or pleasure
That brought credit to your name.
Looking back upon our failures,
Or on chores that were well done,
We are gazing at reflections,
And memories that linger on.
When we gaze on some old photo,
Or memento of the past,
Then again we see reflections
In our mental looking glass.