Mirror, Mirror

• Ruby Holt, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2021

People come and go
Looking into me, seeking their reflection
Some have a quick glance, others stare for longer
Some have to fix up hair
Others pick something from their teeth
Those with wrinkles lean closer to peer
A few, barely tall enough to see, tiptoe
Some with smiles which light up their faces
Looking directly at me feeling pleased
Others wiping away the tears
Or turning their head refusing to look
They never stay for long, I wonder where they go
So many faces, so many stories
Caught in a moment’s reflection on the wall