The Man in the Mirror
When I look in the
mirror,
who do I see?
Do I see a stranger,
or do I see me?
Is the man that I see
there
loving and kind,
or is the one staring
back,
a man out of his
mind.
One thing I’m sure of
as I stand there and
stare,
if it’s not me I’m
seeing
I’d best turn to
prayer…
‘cause it a sign I’ve
lost hold of
some things to hold
dear…
like, being more
Christ-like,
and keeping Him near.
If I can’t be comfy
seeing me in my skin,
it means I am living
with way too much
sin.
© Joe Miller, 2012
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