Reflections.
In my mirror.
The other side of life.
A world,
Turned backwards,
Flipped upside-down,
Spun around.
Where,
Left is right and
Right is left.
Left behind is
Found again.
A frown is
A smile.
And sorrow,
Is happiness.
An echo,
Of the world we know,
But reversed.
Or is our world,
A reflection of another?
This mirror world,
Doesn’t sound,
Like a bad place at all!
Just how different,
Could it be anyway?