I look into the rear view,
Representing the past,
Ruminating history.
You allow me to reminisce,
Tribulation and treasures,
Remembering precious moments.
I gaze into the mirror,
Revealing the present,
Detailing truth.
You enable personal growth,
Realization and veracity,
But only a reflection to the vain.
I ask the mirror of truth,
Refusing the future,
Withholding insight.
Oh mirror, mirror;
Symbolizing past and present -
What does my future hold?
Written by Ranee Wright
