The Mirror Magpie Tales# 37

The mirror had always been on the hall wall.


It was there so she could glance at herself.

A quick look before she answered the door.

Then one day it showed too much,

Too much, not how she thought she looked

But deep laughter lines, the turkey neck, rheumy eyes.

So she took it down, shoved it behind a book case

Immediately she was back to her youth

Firm neck, bright eyes and smooth cheeks.

Who needs the truth she thought,

As she hobbled to open the door.

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