I have read my share of window books.
And your share.
And your share.
And your share.
I have read so many window books,
I'm afraid to read a mirror book.
For fear I may no longer recognize myself,
and the mirror shatters.
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Welcome to Poetry Friday, Kathy!
ReplyDeleteSuch an intriguing poem.... I'll look forward to more of your writing.
Powerful.
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