At the Water’s Edge

Last night,

I walked down to the river.

I looked into the water –

and saw my reflection.

Someone I didn’t recognize

stared back at me.

Who is this person

with pain in her eyes,

and lines on her face?

I threw a stone into the water

To disrupt the image;

And turned away.

I couldn’t bear to see

a stranger looking back at me.

 

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