#WritcoPoemPrompt53
A silver mirror kept in my room,
showcasing everything in an impartial way,
It lits everything with it's silver gloom,
when it gets hit by the golden sunray...
The old picture on my wall shines so bright,
The old me says hug me tight.
It makes me remember my journey of black to gray hair life,
The efforts I made like walking through the knife.
My mirror...