Posted on May 28, 2012


I look at the shop front window
Seeing the reflections
of people passing by
Wondering if the know their image
From it maybe they would fly?
Do they see themselves in there
Or someone else?
Someone lost to them
Lost in their past
So who is this mirror image
that walks the same steps?
Does it have the same life?

Or does it live differently
to them?
Next time look closely at
your reflections close

Posted in: Poetry