Reflections Through A Mirror
Like a shattered mirror,
Were the pieces of my life.
A dark and broken mess,
A heart full of strife.
The rebuilding of the mirror,
Is slowly taking place,
Building something which is whole,
Within the empty space.
Put together by a master,
Whos working sight unseen.
To slowly fit together,
Each and every seam.
A kind and gentle angel,
Someone of loving heart.
To give the broken mirror,
A new life and fresh start.
For that i thank you,
The keeper of my heart and soul.
For entering my life,
And once again making me whole....
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