Mirrored Lives


There’s a woman

I know

Who could be

the me

I was

so long ago


A young

single mother

navigating each day

Facing the struggle

of raising children



Looking in

the mirror

from opposite sides

I see the past

while hoping

she sees the future


For now she’s too busy

traversing a minefield

of new experiences

without a map

to do much more than

quickly glance at her frazzled image


From my side

I hold that mirror


waiting for her to notice

the map

in my hand



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