Best Friends Forever

I look into the mirror and what do I see?
A little boy is smiling back at me.
Who is this happy young boy,
And why does he have so much joy?
I smile in return and wave hello.
He also wears a shirt of yellow.
I giggle and do a little wiggle.
He responds with a jiggle.
I raise my fingers to the glass to touch.
Does he have parents who love him very much?
He whispers with a secret to tell.
I lean in to listen and then we bid farewell.