Mirror


Looking in my bedroom mirror,
I see a playmate there.
He wears pajamas just like me
And has my color hair.
I clap my hands and show a smile,
Then get down on one knee.
I bob my head and touch my toes;
He does the same to me.
I say good-bye and walk away.
My friend is going too.
I think I know just where he went.
Don’t you?

[illustrations] Illustrated by Dick Brown