Mirror of Memories
Who is the old lady in the mirror looking at me ?
That is not me, I am a young girl with flowing hair;
I remember everything of my childhood yesterdays,
But lately I am having some trouble with numbers.
That is not me, I am a young girl with flowing hair,
The lady in the mirror has white hair and wrinkles;
But lately I am having some trouble with numbers,
I cannot recall names so I just smile and then nod.
The lady in the mirror has white hair and wrinkles,
Someone put my purse in the freezer, I wonder why;
I cannot recall names so I just smile and then nod,
Want to talk but the words are swirling in my head.
Someone put my purse in the freezer, I wonder why,
I like thinking about the past, is it past or today;
Want to talk but the words are swirling in my head,
I have been looking for mother, oh wait, she is dead.
That is not me, I am a young girl with flowing hair,
I remember everything of my childhood yesterdays;
That lady in the mirror has white hair and wrinkles,
Who is that old lady in the mirror looking at me ?
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November 12, 2015
Written by Broken Wings
For the contest, Mirror of Memories 'Alzheimers'
Sponsor, Tammy Reams
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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