Poem -

The Broken Mirror

By Sophie Henderson

The Broken Mirror

I looked at the cracked mirror wondering what had happened to it,
I started to panic a little because I knew it came with no repair kit,
Old fingerprints where touch had stained; like scars,
It had seen so many moments overlooking from afar,
I stared and stared and nothing changed,
But suddenly my focus shifted and what I saw wasn't the mirror anymore,

It was me. 
Through each shard a broken smile,
A thousand different versions from strong to fragile,
I thought how funny it was that in a way the mirror had just multiplied, 
And yet all I could see were the flaws no matter how hard I tried,
I picked up the pieces and tried not to think about it for a while,
But it was so hard to because I missed the way it was before,
Before I had to discard of the pieces shattered on the floor,
I guess as people started to use and neglect it that it got damaged,
And after some time it just couldn't cope; couldn't manage...
So it cracked.
What astonishes me is how it continued to fulfill it's purpose,
It carried on reflecting my smile through the cracks on its surface.
 

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Katina Woodruff...

An interesting look at life, through broken glass. 

Favorite lines: 

I guess as people started to use and neglect it that it got damaged,
And after some time it just couldn't cope; couldn't manage...

I saw the mirror reflection as the metaphor for a life time of trials and events. 

Upon realizing the mirror could not be mended, you share so much insight as to wanting to keep going, whether the broken pieces could be mended or not.

"But suddenly my focus shifted and what I saw wasn't the mirror anymore,
It was me."

Incredible line (it was me.) 

I like your writing style. You have a strong voice on the page. Keep up the fantastic work. I'll be happy to return to read more of your work, once I catch up on reading. Seems like all the poems were created at once today. There is a lot to read, glad I found your poem. 

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