Mar 2014
The mirror was tarnished,
It gave her a sepia glow
The reflection varnished,
Memories garnished by sorrow
And with a silver brush
She smoothed away the greying years
Finely powdered gold dust
To cover trace of wear and tears
The mirror was tarnished,
And now brightly shines her beauty.
It gave her a sepia glow
The reflection varnished,
Memories garnished by sorrow
And with a silver brush
She smoothed away the greying years
Finely powdered gold dust
To cover trace of wear and tears
The mirror was tarnished,
And now brightly shines her beauty.
This was a collaboration between me and r (another groovy poet on here!). Here is his profile please check it out! http://hellopoetry.com/r-2/
