A REFLECTION

A REFLECTION

by Rachel Joy Bowman

 

I went down to the brook today
I saw a reflection – to my dismay.
It was not I, I saw, but another.
Such a sweet, kind, and gentle other;
with the age of wrinkle and line,
creeping along the edges so fine.

It is a time to turn around
And see a life that has been;
of experiences of then.
Was it lived - for someone else?,
or for yourself?

I am a different face now.
I am a different life now.
For what I was, when I was,
was long ago and forever gone.

I am happier now than I have ever been;
contented, joyous, and free.

Even if it’s just for a fleeting dream,
the chance to be finally “ME!!”

I went down to the brook again,
I saw a reflection and grinned,
a big grin.

January 07, 2006 
 

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