Looking in the mirror
It has been a long time
Older than I was before
Not knowing the eyes that stare back
There have been sorrows
Can see the pain
Longing, love, lust and loss
Always thinking I would win
A hushed whisper
Look…see…feel
In the end you did win
Battles were waged
Fighting was fierce
Many have fallen
Profoundly changed but still standing
Looking in the mirror of remembering
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2 comments:
I love this poem. The feeling of looking at oneself and realizing that despite all it all we have survived. This is such a real part of our life.
I can read this again and again.
You always make me feel good about my writing.....Thank you so much for that :)
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