Looking in the mirror,
I often recognize the efforts…
‘You are my strength’, I call out,
Feeling the ripple effect,
Me in the mirror smiles,
Content for giving the best,
The self brims with joy abound…
In the mirror,
I travel and take long roads…
Wandering on the deep lanes,
I meet new experiences that went unnoticed before,
Re-live some fabulous moments lived in the past,
And
Smile, while I bid Adieu to the self…
Saying, “Meet you soon”,
In the mirror,
I pass a smile,
&
Sign off with positivity infinite…
In the mirror,
There is my door…
A door that leads to my best friend (after my twin),
ME…
In the Mirror…
I find a lot,
A lot that the world can’t give me…
Beautifully penned. One of the best lines is: In the mirror is my door. ♥️😘💙💙
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