A piece of fragile glass, Coated at the back with a compound of Chemistry. Borns a mirror without a mess; Beautifully decorated like a tapestry!
Round and square, big and small, Carved with precision or life added with colours mix. Cheap or with prices tower tall; Shiny items keep customers in a fix!
Rome wasn't bulit in a day, So were these wonderful things. Creator's a Roman, the books say; Creator's an amazing mind, in my mind it rings!
A pool of still water, then the fire, Then came metals with some lustre; Smooth glasses back-coated with metals was in fashion then, Sire. Winner of the feat was none but silver with a remarkable posture!
A poem narrating the story of the origin of mirrors by Mirror (from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs) itself or rather himself!