Mirror On the Wall
What was is now in
the past
How those years do
not last
A look at your
younger self
No longer appears in
the mirror
Ticking of the
clock,
then time seemed so
slow
Now it flies like
the blink of the eye
Another week passes
by
The hair once flowed
vibrant in color
Now thinning with
strands of white
The skin had a nice
healthy glow
Now wrinkles and
lines flow
Youth has come and
gone
Mirror on the wall
when did my youth
take that fall.
10/25/13
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2013
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