GloPoWriMo: Day 21

 reflection
Reflection

1. Youth
The mirror lied
in its perfection,
and, repeated
in the gazes
of others,
she believed
the lie.
She was beyond
beautiful.

2. Middle Age
The mirror lied
in its imperfection:
the lines
and splotches
found their
reflections
in the averted
glances
of others.
She was beyond
hideous.

3. Old age
The mirror smiled,
and she smiled back.
Few could see her
now, but those who
could, looked past
the reflection
and saw
beyond,
the human.

Daily Prompt: “Write  poem that plays with the myth of Narcissus in some way,” from the Na/GloPoWriMo site.

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