Friday, February 12, 2016

When I Look in the Mirror

When I look in the mirror what do I see
A much older version staring back at me

Although I feel much younger
Younger than me
How did I get to what I now see

When I look in the mirror what do I see
Wrinkles, gray hairs …. How can that be

The years have flown by
So quickly oh my
Looking and staring I let out a sigh

When I look in the mirror what do I see
A mature woman looking back at me

The wisdom I’ve gained the life that I’ve lived
The children I’ve raised into wonderful men

Makes everything worth the gray hairs on my head


This poem was written for a "Finish the Sentence Friday" post. I've had writer's block since last year and I'm hoping that this is the beginning of the end of it. Thanks for the inspiration April Noelle.