In the moment before the fall

I remember all my regrets

the mirror watches from the wall

a reflection has no secrets

Night is beginning to unfold

shadows drift their touch intimate

the mirror stares empty and cold

a reflection has no secrets

Between us a vast empty space

wind paints my pain in dark portraits

in the mirror I see no face

a reflection has no secrets

Aching to leave I don’t know how

now sorrow becomes my blanket                       

the mirror unreachable now

a reflection has no secrets

© Ann Bagnall

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