The Mirror

Another poignant poem written by Martin Silvester … you may also be interested in reading his first book of poems called Last Apple on The Tree

The Mirror

I wish I’d had a sister, or a brother just like me,
Someone to have played with, from my family tree.
Someone to grow up with, gentle hearted, not too wild,
I didn’t really want to be, just a lonely only child.

So I’d look into a mirror, and gaze upon my twin,
I’d talk about my favourite toys, or any trouble I was in.
I’d ask if he would play with me, if he had the choice,
But all he did was stare at me, he didn’t have a voice.

But he was there as I grew up, looking always, just like me,
So at last I had a brother, growing on my family tree.
Every night he was there to greet me,when up the stairs I’d climb,
And he’d help me look for dragons, under my bed at sleeping time.

He always came to school with me, he was with me everywhere,
I could see him in a window pane, if I looked, then he was there.
If I looked into a puddle, he’d be looking up at me,
So I wasn’t quite as lonely , as an only child…you see.

In later life he is still here,my friend from long ago,
And I still talk to him in times of stress, or when I’m feeling low,
I’ve seen him smile, I’ve seen him cry, I’ve seen him looking sad,
I’ve seen him grit his teeth and growl, when life has made him mad.

My children sometimes ask me, why the old mirror has to stay,
The frames all bent and twisted, you should throw the thing away!
But through it all, it’s  been right there, I’ve only had to look,
Into the mirror of my youth, still hanging on its hook.

Some might say I must be mad, to have a mirror as a friend,
But when I look, I know he’ll be there, until the bitter end.
So this only child is not alone, and it’s comforting to know,
My best friends face, will look back at me…until we have to go.

© Martin Silvester. 12/6/15.

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Martin Silvester

Not a lot to tell...just an ordinary man...always loved writing but never had the time until now...hope I've got a few years left to write about the million things I would like to get down on paper be it in poetry form or just plain old story telling. Just in case anyone would like me to come along to their group and read a few of my poems live..I would be happy to do so within the confines of Kent or Sussex...I would just need to cover my time and petrol costs...plus a cup of tea and a biscuit. Just email [email protected] To answer some of your questions= ex-army..ex -jackeroo...ex-builder..ex-quite a few other things..still rocking...married...2 + 3 children...7 grandchildren...retired...love custard creams. I have now published my first collection of poems which are now available on Amazon under the title of..LAST APPLE ON THE TREE. The book consists of twenty seven poems covering a wide range of topics and emotions. My second book has just been published and is called A BREEZE IN THE WILLOWS, also available on Amazon. I hope that everyone will get as much enjoyment reading them, as I did writing them.

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