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.
Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 7:30 PM UTC
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.
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/
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