Who are you looking for in the mirror?
She's not here, and never was-
An never will be, that's the rub.
A vision of loveliness, never born,
Or soul of an image, most forlorn-
So who is it you're seeking, there?
Come, waters high and valleys low,
And show me what I long to know:
A faint mist wreathed, by living air..
Patti Masterman
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-are-you-looking-for-in-the-mirror/
