By Piano girl
Yesterday I looked in the mirror
Life out in front
Bright eyes
Questions
Dreams
Today I looked in the mirror
Half of life behind
Laugh lines
Experiences
Hopes
Tomorrow I will look in the mirror again
Where did life go?
Gray Hair
Memories
Peace
At eighty-four I identify so well with this. Well done.
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Thank you!
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A long journey summed up in 3 stanzas. Precise. No more details required.
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Love it, the never ending circle
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This is terrific. I’m in the middle, perhaps. But who knows?
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Thank you! So true. I just turned 50. Who knows?
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“Memories”.
Let’s just hold on to the good ones, then it doesn’t matter where time went 🙂
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