Faces in the Mirror
by Julia Rose
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
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I dedicate this poem to my sisters and gal pals, and to all the women who have chosen to share their lives with me.
Faces in the Mirror
I look in the mirror and who do I see?
My sister, of course, and sometimes me.
The bonds that we share go deeper than looks,
like love and understanding that people search for in books.
Although we are different not always eye to eye,
We know we are there; the knowingness helps us thrive.
A week won't go by without picking up the phone.
The call makes us happy we are not alone.
Sisters are such an incredible bunch.
We love this, we hate that, but hey! How about lunch?
We walk this life as females, as sisters.
We make time more beautiful, don't try to resist us.
The mirror doesn't lie when it shows our reflection.
The truth of it is, we are an extension,
Each of the other, and just for the record,
Allow me to mention how special you are,
my sister, my friend,
and that our trust in each other will never end.
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|Reviewed by John Domino
|Does your sister write?
God blessed your relationship.
Have a Happy Thanksgiving!
John Michael Domino
|Reviewed by m j hollingshead
|Reviewed by Denise Contreras
|I enjoyed this very much thank you.
|Reviewed by Joyce Bowling
|Another great poem, I enjoyed this very much. It sounds as though you have a great relationship with your sister...I sometimes feel that I see my mother's reflection when I catch that unsuspected glimpse in the mirror. Great work....|
|Reviewed by Suzanne Kocsis (Reader)
|Julia Rose is so talented! The poem is beautiful and shows the strong bond sisters can share. Keep writing I love to read your poetry.|
|Reviewed by Sue Hess
|i asked my sister to stop here and read this. she doesn't have much interest in my style of poetry but she related to this totally, as did i, so maybe we aren't so different after all|