There was a little girl
I found in a mirror
A few weeks ago
She had soft brown hair
And light brown eyes
Her skin was light
And her pink lips were smiling at me
She blinked and stopped smiling
When I found out why
It was because I stopped smiling
And her little girl face
Just stared into my own
At any age I am
I find I think more
Than I’d ever know
And when this girl
In the mirror
Stopped smiling
I knew she didn’t know
Thinking anything I do
Or thinking anything I did
Always stops,
The moment I see a little kid.
