When pointed in my direction,
This mirror shows my outer reflection.
However, a mirror cannot provide
How I appear on the inside.

One small candle
Burning brightly
Surrounds itself in a warm glow
Melting those around it lightly

Window in my bedroom
Showing me a storm is coming
Gazing out, I find no gloom
The storm calms me with its humming


Created: May 3rd, 2006