My experiences, someone has lived them
My fears, someone has overcome them
My hopes, someone has rejoiced in them
My ideas, someone has conceived them
My thoughts, someone has spoken them
My revelations, someone realized them first
My tears, someone has cried them
My understanding, someone understood it first
Therefore, my soul is the reflection of
Someone whom I may or may not know.
It may be a reflection of you . . .
Copyright © 1996 Shar'Ron Mahaffey