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Reflection

I looked with disbelief in the mirror

I knew that face so well, over many years

We have grown like identical twins

Time and time again smiling the same

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Why did we not see this creep of age.

It has taken the youth from us

Destroying smooth skin and dimpled chin

I wonder why I still feel the same

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You stare back and I can see your smile

You cannot hide anything from me

In days of good health and when I am Ill

You always look how I feel

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I trust you with all my ways

You can be there to watch over me

I guess that as you look out you see

That we both have had better days

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Do you think like I do inside?

Are there those worries that beset my soul

Have you feelings that you can’t let go

You never say what’s on your mind

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It’s now been a long, long, time.

Mother left and father followed just so

Two brothers and two sisters left

They never said goodbye to me

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I wasn't there to see them go

I must have been with you alone

Please stay with me for all times through

I wouldn't manage without you

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I will look at you each new day born

If I don’t make it don’t mourn

We have held each other’s eyes

With happiness all our lives

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Just journey with me that last time

A reflection of a state of mind

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Dear Ian T, reflections,eh? I knew a woman with dementia who used to scream in horror at her mirror image- we had to cover them up because in her heart, she was sixteen. Just sixteen - to the 'hag in the mirror' was a horror to her. I bet you are just as gorgeous as you ever were. Very poignant poem, tugged my heart.

Jenifer Jaspa James

I wouldn't want to be sixteen again, some of my years were wasted and I was already in the RAF and life was a little stressful lol. If only I knew then what I know now wow!
Thanks for your visit, Yours Ian.T

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the mirror never lies

to remind of ourselves
what we once were
the latest is this

either incinerate or cremate
if tis burial
let the coffin have only mirrors within
I shall remember
who I once was and still...

loved

Would you like me to send a picture of the portrait in the attic lol
I had it commissioned when I was beautifully 25, but that is another story La La, Thanks for your visit, Yours Ian.T

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I really liked this one pardon the pun its very reflective ... In my forties the mirror shows me an older face and I've earnt my wrinkles I don't fear aging more a fear of not growing older

Sadly poignant lovely

Love always Jc xxx

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

Thanks for your comment, as I have told my children I will help them with the things they do and I am in NO hurry to start, they just laugh at me and with me.
Take care "Young" lady you have lots to do yet, Thinking of you, Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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