Familiar Face
23 Oct 2022 6:00 PM
Every day I stare at a familiar face that I have never seen before
He stares back with a soulful look and then disappears behind the door
I know him then but not now and I know him not tomorrow
He changes as the second hand ticks off what can not be borrowed
I've known him from the very start and yet I know him not at all
He is now but he is not then for he follows natures call
Each day I meet and try to know just who he is in a minute or two
But he was and is not, because he's someone new
Who he is, is who I am but not who I will be
I oft do wonder am I him or is it he who's me
The morning mirror brings this man who is different every day
He changes with the second hand as he journies on through age
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