A pool of thought

stares back at the past in the

shining shimmer of glass.

A mirror of moments reflects that

time exists – physical time –

etching crow’s feet, wrinkles in time.

 

This face is nothing like the one

from 30 years ago – it’s wise now,

sad yet beautifully joyful, delivering

a message of hope – time

wears away the pretty, but adds

the love –

so

much

love.