I write much, but I'm not very good. Here's one I'm actually proud of.
Today I met a great new friend
Who knew me right away.
It was funny how she understood
All I had to say.
She listened to my problems
And she listened to my dreams.
We talked about life and love.
She'd been there too, it seems.
I never once felt judged by her.
She knew just how I felt.
She seemed to just accept me
And all the problems I'd been dealt.
She didn't interrupt me
Or need to have her say.
She just listened very patiently
And didn't go away.
I wanted her to understand
How much this meant to me,
But as I went to hug her
Something startled me.
I put my arms in front of me
And went to pull her nearer.
Then I realized that my new best friend
Was nothing but a mirror.