Glass and clouds ...

If you stand in front of the glass it is not a mirror

I see myself looking thin

When I was tightening my necktie and working at that time

I am not there but I can see it

I am afraid of something I can not see

The more I was surprised physique

It has changed

Obviously ourselves now

There is a white cloud on the glass' head

I like riding like a hat

Unexpectedly wry smile

Things that made it possible to smile like that

Proof of happiness

It is a thing that you look at yourself properly

I felt it was necessary.

From glass and cloud hat

            The poet ~ Now person ...