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Reflection
#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...
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
A tracing is mirror,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Surfaces are shiny,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
My functioning is smooth,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
A light is blue,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
The day is warm,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
A day is nice,
And so is your smile.
A face is beautiful,
Just like you.
© lonesome_artist
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...
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
A tracing is mirror,
And so are you.
Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
Surfaces are shiny,
And so is your hair.
Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
My functioning is smooth,
And so are your legs.
Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
A light is blue,
And so are your eyes.
Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
The day is warm,
And so are your arms.
Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
A day is nice,
And so is your smile.
A face is beautiful,
Just like you.
© lonesome_artist
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