The Woman in the Mirror

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

Who is that woman in the mirror?
She scares me half to death.
Each day my bleary-eyed double,
Makes me long for Meth.

She haunts me on the lift,
Such a rude imposter!
The gym, the store, at work.
What a little monster.

She’s aging and she’s scary,
doesn’t look like me at all.
For one thing, she’s much fatter.
I’m young and lean and tall.

I try sometimes to dodge her,
I duck and run and hide.
But when I find some cover
I find her by my side.

She’s ugly and obnoxious.
But the very worst, you see –
My husband says we’re similar.
He thinks that she is me!

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4 Responses to The Woman in the Mirror

  1. coffeepearlsgrace says:

    Oh, this is such a fun read. So true, but presented in a light-hearted manner. I’m not usually a fan of rhyming poetry, but you’ve crafted this one well, and it fits the tone of the poem, I think. Thank you!

    • Yes, it is absolutely light-hearted – thanks for your comment. I always use a rhyme scheme for humor… I’m glad you picked up on it – I was afraid someone might think I was deeply depressed or something… Hey, it’s a fact of life! Let’s find a way to enjoy it… 🙂

  2. Duane Scott says:

    I love reading rhyming poetry. 🙂

    This was a fun read.

    Sometimes a good look in the mirror is really want we need. A moment of truth.

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