Best Double Meaning Poems

The splinter of a broken mirror
can show part of my face
and the world in which I survive.

The rest I can imagine
or maybe ... turn it into a dream....

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I trace the little rivulets
That, by the year, expand
That I may follow in their course
My life through my hands

That I hold a lifelong snowflake dear
That I might understand
The hardships of their rugged task
No others could have manned

Take pride in these graceful tools
That work the clay...

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