Change Ifl
When I look into the mirror
And stare at my own reflection
I feel like a stranger sneering at me.
I see the patch of dark around my eyes,
With blotchy skin and wrinkles on my face.
Once I was a bubbly girl, a chatter box, lost in dreams
On fancy's wings, I soared high to touch the skies.
Love vibrated every nerve and sinew.
Now I feel like everything has changed,
Making me wonder how rapid is the flight of time.
Agile were my movements, could walk miles.
Fatigue I never knew, supple limbs never ached.
Then I felt like a triumphant victor.
Now I see the stark change, years have brought,
And wonder how rapid the onset of old age is.
Though my beauty has burnt away,
And my bones have a brittle grate,
Still, I long to make life a sweet labor of love,
And cling to it, waiting for each day,
Looking hopeful on what the next day brings.
Feb.9.2023
~ Placed Second~
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