The Little Mirror

Once upon a time, there was a little mirror.

I think I’ll be a lake today, he said, and began to shimmer.

A big white cloud floated overhead.

What have we here? the cloud said,

Looking at her reflection in the bright water,

I’ve never seen anything so lovely.

And all at once the lake became a mirror again.

It made him feel helpless, and, truth be told, a little sad.

But then he smiled, thinking, Well, even that’s not so bad.

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William Michaelian