Jaynie, Age 12, Centerville, OH
                      I stare at my reflection
Looking back at me is a mirror image
motionless, trapped in time
everything moving around it
yet it remains
Until a cold tear that once was warm
drips down my cheek and
disrupts the tranquility
and leaves behind ripples
creating a steady pattern
But now that I can see
without a tear blocking my vision
I know that life is beautiful
filled with joys and sorrows
Not made of years or months or even days
but made of
filled with emotions
The destination may be set
but the journey is up to
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