The mirror reflects an image
That is true in what it reflects.
The passing of years,
The burdens carried,
Also the joy and laughter,
Of things shared
With friends trusted,
Loved,
Who know my brokenness
As I theirs.

Of losses many,
And also of wisdom learned.
Hurts let go of,
And of those embraced.
The story is told
Etched on the mask,
Presented to the world
Revealing much,
But mirrors can
Only do so much.