In the Mirror
Staring in the mirror
But a day or two ago
The person that I saw
No longer did I know
The harder that I stared
The more foreign she became
The childish whims forgotten
A new path to be displayed
Her eyes held more wisdom
Her smile carried more regret
Her head was lifted higher
There was a strength in her step
Alas twas at this moment
I faced the bittersweet truth
That I had grown older
And lost my carefree youth
This poem is about:
Me