Mirror, mirror on the wall <br />Compliment ME... most of all! <br /> <br />Tell me I’m pretty…tell me I’m great <br />Don’t hold back your compliments <br />Don’t hesitate. <br /> <br />Some call me… too vane <br />Some call me… stuck up. <br />Some envy me…I know <br />Wising they had such... good look luck. <br /> <br />Mirror, Mirror what was that you’ve said? <br />You say that I’m ugly inside...and that my insides are dead? <br /> <br />How can that be mirror...am I not the prettiest of all? <br />Mirror, oh mirror… upon my wall. <br />Tell me do…tell me what I wish so to hear. <br />Tell me those other comments…are wrong to my ears. <br /> <br />“Pretty is as Pretty does” but these things you clearly lack <br />For ones beauty lie deep... within ones heart to view <br />And yours my dear maiden… have none of that. <br /> <br />By: Linda Winchell <br />Copyright: 2009<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mirror-mirror-49/
