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When I Looked In The Mirror

by Joan Serratelli

When I looked in the mirror
this morning I saw
my Mother's face
starring
back at me
I was floored!

I loved my Mother
that part is true
but look like her?
Never
i look more like my Dad

Maybe it was
my imagination
playing tricks
on me
but the lady in the mirror
looked nothing
like me

Maybe I'm just getting
older
Maybe I think too much
about her
but the lady in the mirror
looked looked nothing like me

It was my Mother's face
that I saw
my Mother's face
not mine or my Dad's

If she were
alive
I would tell her
and she'd laugh
she'd tell me
I should have
gone straight
back to bed!

But it got me thinking
of just how much
I miss her
because I loved her so

That would make her happy
(I think)
to know
that I loved her
much more than
she ever knew!

03/08/2009

Posted on 03/08/2009
Copyright © 2026 Joan Serratelli

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/08/09 at 06:04 PM

A wonderfully expressed thought here. I like the ending a lot.

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/08/09 at 06:24 PM

We are of them both...so, I think we change, sometimes more than once throughout our lives, looking like one parent, then the other more...Thanks.

Posted by A. Paige White on 03/08/09 at 06:38 PM

This is so beautiful, Joan. Thank you. I've seen my mother as well. But I see me, neither her or my dad, yet with both factored in. Really enjoyed this.

Posted by Tony Young on 03/08/09 at 08:30 PM

It's so easy to express ones love from such a distance, and you tell us all. Lovely piece Joan

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/11/09 at 12:50 PM

I think it's likely your mother provided you with strength,somehow some way, and this is who you see.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/11/09 at 12:50 PM

Another lovely.

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