Looking Glass

       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