THE GAL (OR GUY) IN THE GLASS

THE GAL (OR GUY) IN THE GLASS

When you get what you want in your struggle for self

And the world makes you queen/king for a day

Just go to a mirror, and look at yourself

And see what that gal/guy has to say

For it isn’t your husband/wife, or family, or friends

whose judgement upon you must pass

The gal/guy whose verdict counts most in your life

Is the one staring back from the glass

Some people may think you’re a straight shootin’ chum

And call you a person of place

But the gal/guy in the glass says you’re only a bum

If you can’t look her/him straight in the face

She’s the gal/guy to please; never mind all the rest,

For she’s/he’s with you clear up to the end.

And you’ve passed your most dangerous difficult test

If the gal/guy in the glass is your friend

You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years

And get pats on the back as you pass

But your final reward will be heartaches and tears

If you’ve cheated the girl/guy in the glass.

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I read this little poem and thought of you. And YOU!

Luv,

Me