Beauty Never Lost

Gaze into the mirror,

one knee upon a chair.

When self

is lost or doubtful,

take a moment,

pause to stare.

Reflecting back,

on tip toe and bended knee,

books on a shelf nearby

cannot transcribe the image

that we see.

Lean closer to the mirror,

hear the whisper from the page,

“I loved you then”,

“I love you now”,

no matter, age.

Lest not forget,

sometimes quiet

yet still remains,

time reflecting

beauty never lost

in the mirror’s frame.

 

Robert

2016