Hall of Mirrors

This humble break from stale routine
A stumble down on sodden sand
The clamour of the fruit machines
I looked at you, you held my hand

We stood, two seaweed scented souls
Now big, now small in strange displays
Through children's eyes, the changing roles
A thing so strange I laughed for days

Through mirrors I can see you still
Seaweed stories, warm, immersed
And if I try, I feel the thrill
One big, one small, but roles reversed

Reflections in the mirror hall
A faded room, an ancient pier
From old to young, from big to small
My postcard sent, wish you were here



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