The Looking Glass
s I stare at the silver, oval shaped glass, I remember a little girl with
brown hair and dark brown eyes looking up at me, "What�s that daddy?"
"It�s a looking glass, Darlin"
"What�s it do, daddy?"
"Makes little things look bigger, Darlin"
"Shine it on me so I kin look bigger daddy!"
As I hold the silver, slightly scratched, oval shaped glass in my hand, I remember a girl not yet adult but not quite a child with light brown hair and dark brown eyes, "Dad, can I use the looking glass for my science assignment?"
"Sure, Darlin."
"Look dad, it makes the frog�s insides easier to see!"
As I hold the silver, scratched up, oval shaped glass in my hand, I remember a young lady with perfectly combed brown hair and dark brown eyes, "Let�s look at my engagement ring with the looking glass dad, isn�t it beautiful?"
"Yes, Darlin, it is," I say as I wipe a tear from my eye.
As I hold the dull silver, scratched up, oval shaped glass in my hand, I remember a man, once strong and virile, now old and weak laying in a hospital bed, "It�s yours now, Darlin�and when you look at it remember something about me," As he hands it to me with a shaking hand.
"I don�t want you to go, daddy," I remember the sobbing.
"I know, Darlin," And as he closed his eyes, the salty, gray tears fell silently upon the looking glass.
As I hold the dull silver, scratched up, oval shaped glass in my hand, I remember a little boy with brown hair and brown eyes, just like his grandfather, "What's that mommy?"
"It's a looking glass, Buddy."
"What's it do, mommy?"
"Makes things look bigger."
"Cool! Make me look bigger mommy!"..........
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