POETRY: "Mirrors" by Erin Burrows

"Mirrors"
by Erin Burrows

She had the faith in her heart.
Faiths. Both of them.
The one bursting with love to do anything for Him,
because even so small, she knew her mission in life.
But somewhere along the way, her smile got chips because she realized
that maybe she put her trust in the wrong people.


Cheeks sore, but happiness overflowing,
She felt somewhere in her I would be greater than this,
an older version of Herself;
Her as a role model, a guiding star.
She barely knew me,
my struggles and failures and desires for nothing,
but my head was big full of brain,
my chest heavy full of love,
my limbs thick with energy to help
the siblings who needed me.
Somewhere along the way she missed
my head going numb.
And when she wasn’t looking,
the wall around my heart built strength so that now,
armies of trumpets couldn't knock them down.
And my limbs are thick, trying to protect my core
that She so graciously offered up.
Over time, my guiding light got cracked and went out.
The light bulb died and I just can't face any
Mirrors.
Because when I do Her small blue eyes are staring wide back at me,
Asking what happened as age got the best of me.