The Mirror

 

 

The mirror replies with only truth
The years have passed,
Lost is youth.
Silent is the question asked.
The answer clearly stated.

The reflection of my weathered stare,
The lines and scars
From yesteryear
Remind me of the laughs and tears.
Some memories slightly faded.

My image gazes back at me.
With signs of pain
And adversity.
But the days of sadness or disdain
Haven't left me jaded.

In my eyes I have no regret
Of adventures missed
Or time misspent
It's been a life of errors and tests,
But one I'd never have traded.

 

 

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