Waiting for Cake Poem

October 1999

Mirror Mirror
Let me be!
Why are you always
Haunting me?

Every person,
Every place,
Reflects a part of
My own face.

I can't go anywhere,
Without seeing
The reason for
The other's being

The image that I'm
Meant to see
Reflecting where
My growth should be.

And in my turn,
I mirror to those who need to see,
An image of themselves,
Reflecting off of me.