By Wing
Date: 15 December 2000
Mirror
Each time I looked at my reflection in the mirror,
I start smiling, my heart begins to skip.
Never was I fascinated by my looks.
But the lucky girl stand before me.
She is plain, simple, so down to earth.
I wonder how, she captures the heart of the one perfect man.
She failed, so many times.
But this time, when she's most in love
She hold on to the guy of her own dream.
I look again, into the reflection of mine.
Still smiling,
heart beating chasing up to beats of her man that speed at her presence.
Oh how lucky she is.
Her face, shimmering through the ray of the sun
It brighten up the room even in the darkness of night.
The one perfect man she ever dream of, love her more than she can imagine.
What does she hold? What does she have?
Oh luck girl, I said still smiling to myself.
I pray that everyone can be this lucky girl....
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