One day I asked the mirror by Tialuga Sunia Selotim

 

One day I asked the mirror facing me,
Friend, what's true?


            White teeth    
            Gray hair                    

            Black eyes.


Even if it hurts, what else?


            Size 20.


But tell me more.
Am I really beautiful?


            You are indifferent, why?


How about my heart, mirror?
Is it white?  Gray?
Is it pure or dirty


            Silence.


O mirror, I see.


I need a human friend
True enough
To reflect my heart.


~ from This Same Sky, Poems Selected by Naomi Shihab Nye (Aladdin Paperbacks, 1996)

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