In the mirror now I see,
A glimpse of mum and gran,
With a touch of dad, aunt´s, M and C
Gazing back at me.
You see it when you are old,
With a casual glance
On passing a looking glass.
The gene´s of your heritage.
Suddenly presented to thee,
Be it in a second or two.
Highlighting the families history
Stretching out behind you.
© 2020 Penny Wobbly of WobblingPen
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