Reflected Truth



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When I look into the mirror

Is it me I really see

Or some mere reflection

Of who I want to be

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The face seems familiar

A two-dimensional view

But holds no depth of soul

The me does not shine through

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I see deep lines and furrows

Carved by passing years

They do not show life full lived

No tell of steadfast fears

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I see a mouth, a nose, and ears

Where they were just yesterday

I wonder if I would want to hear

What this man has to say

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I worry if the man gazing back

Knows me like he should

Does he see a lesser person

Or perceive a lesser good

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How do I tell this man

My failures on this side

To meet the expectations

To live our lives with pride

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He must share my looks

Always shares my sorrow

For when he looks back at me

He’s hoping for tomorrow

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Is this who I really am

This flat and time-worn face

I’d hoped for a greater man

To stare back in his place

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Comments
12 Responses to “Reflected Truth”
  1. beth says:

    he’s in there – just have to look a bit deeper

  2. A reflection is always a mystery but to know we are we don’t really have to look. A wonderful poem my friend!

  3. Jim Borden says:

    reminds me of the wonderful poem, Man in the Mirror. well done, Brad!

  4. Another glorious example of your talent.

  5. kristianw84 says:

    It’s never a bad thing to continue to grow and improve ourselves; however, from where I sit, I can’t imagine a better man than the one you already are.

  6. petespringerauthor says:

    That was beautiful! We tend to be our harshest critics.

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