Etched in the Glass

Hollow and empty,
Shattered reflections
Staring back at me
Through the fractured glass.
The image of a dream
Reflected in the panes,
Hopeless vision,
Desolate longing,
A haunting reminder
Of what never can be.
A whole life spent
Seeing faces reflected.
A lonely epitaph
Etched in the glass.
Rebecca