Mirror Sonnet

In warmth of morning feeling colder,

Wondering what became of the sass,

Youthful vigour, and downright panache.

Weighed by life, compressed upon shoulder.

The face before me growing older.

Staring now blankly into the glass

Yet within, spirit fire doth smolder.

Inner fusion designed to outlast.

Shared creativity as the goal

Projected expansion, know the role.

Shadow retreating, yet there’s still fight

Only darkness can reveal the light

Breaking through dawn, striving toward night

If not together how shall we know?


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