Mirror mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of all,
Like Snowhite your daughter is the fairest of all.
Look behind you in the mirror,
See a slight faded image of your mother,
You a copy of me but ravishingly lovely my daughter.
We are the blossoms of the same tree,
Each a bloom of our own time you see,
A reflection of the same beauty.
I may have wilted, my petals fallen to earth,
But you are a bouquet of flowers,each its worth,
A splash of colours,
Like a ravishing red rose,
That accent your beauty most,
Or the white dazzling daisies,
Which captures your  eyes that pleases,
Some pink carnation and yellow sunflowers,
Gives in you a glimpse of a sunset shower.
Your sweet smile melts heartstrings,
With a look of an angel kind and caring.
20/5/2019