Sometimes my face
Within the glass
With a smile slowly fades.
I used to think
I longed for youth
those slow and playful days.
A new notion
grasps this moment
was here now yesterday.
The minutes pass
the hours fly by
It seems faster than it used to
Distorts this face
and memories
I can’t recall desire or truth
But yesterday
Did I feel this way?
I think I’ll run and play today
It all seems clear
this life, this face
With peace I can embrace
