Reflections
I wake in the morning
Looking forward to seeing you.
I see the twinkle in your eyes
And I watch as a smile crosses your face.
I hear your voice and it brings me to life
As you prepare me for the long day ahead.
I walk down the hall and glance in the mirror.
It is your reflection that I see.
The Reflection of Me.
© Bonnita Gallant 1999
SHIMMERING MOON
MY POEMS
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