Eyes like Mirrors
Charlotte, Age 11, Guelph, ON

There is a person
They have many names though they only answer to one.

When they are sad
They cry tears of glass, only to shatter with a ripple on the floor.

When they have emotions
They feel them through a heart of stone.

When they hear
They listen through ears of energetic bugs.

When they see
They look through eyes of mirrors.

Though you might think this makes it hard for them to live
It isn’t

When their tears shatter
They remember the thing they have lost.

Their heart of stone is so strong
It could never be broken

When they hear the bugs
They hear the buzz of conversation.

Through eyes like mirrors
They always see what other people think of them.

“Who is this person?” you ask
Take a moment to think “is this person you?


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