There’s a long, thin mirror in the hall,
we hung it sideways on the wall,
it see’s us when we come and go,
if it cares at all it doesn’t show,
It reflects what’s true, it shares extra light
yet it changes faces in the velvet pool of night
Daylight reflection is normal and happy
but night doth fall and it turns snappy
Your face looks white, your eyes shine black
your teeth seem fanglike, ready to hack
at unwary necks, bared to the bite
Yes, everything changes in the darkness of night.
Is it the mirror’s fault? Is it showing true?
Is it just my mind? I leave the answer to you!!
LadyP © 2010