The Broken Mirror
By May Kwek
I was walking somewhere far from home
Where you could see the impossible fly
And then something in the gutter
Seemed to catch my eye
A flash of light
I though I saw it there
But when I looked
I could find no source anywhere
Another flash of light
But this time I caught the cause
A broken mirror
Given up for lost
Its edges were jagged and sharp
But it was very bright
The sky in its eyes
Were filled with light
The birds flew merrily
When I gazed into its depths
And songs flowed out like water
When you turn on the tap
Yet it was broken
This poor mirror
And so never seen to be of any use
Forever in error
It was thrown out with the garbage
Left to slowly fade away
Never to ever see
The light and hope of day
But I liked what I saw
In its clear reflection
I brought it home
And polished it to perfection
I smoothed out the edges
Kept the jagged shape
Set it in a frame
But had to hold it there with tape
It hangs now in my home
Bright on the wall
And if I ever need hope or encouragement
I look there and see it all
Copyright © 2015 by May Kwek
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