My Reflection

I look into the mirror and I am surprised to see

That I don't recognize the woman who looks back at me

There are no red highlights in her long blond hair

In it's place gray has taken root there

Skin that was once flushed with juvenility

Now is wrinkled and shows signs of antiquity

Eyes that were once bright and keen

Now look faded from the years they've seen

This can't be my reflection that I see

This old woman who's looking back at me

I can't have aged this many years

I'm not as old as this woman appears

Then I start thinking of the days gone by

And feel the tears pick my eyes

Growing up with in a family who loves me still

Going to school filling the bill

Dating and meeting the man I'd wed

Remembering the vows that we said

Being blessed with a new life to raise

Oh how young I was in those days

The years flew by as I reminisced

Remembering each milestone, the turns and twists

I looked at my reflection again and seen

A wise and mature woman looking back at me

A sad smile forms on my lips

As I slowly come to grips

That the years have caught up with me

And the price I pay is my vanity

Still, I wouldn't trade the wrinkles or one gray hair

For I've enjoyed the life that has gotten me here

Now I look forward instead of looking at the past

No waisting time, it goes by too fast

Blessed with a daughter and two grandsons who love me

I'm proud to be called Mom and "Grammy"

Yes, time has taken it's toll

But I still know how to rock and roll

So with each new day I'll dance and sing

To life's music and the gift's it brings

I give my thanks to the Lord and Lady above

For the years I've seen and all the love

L. A. Anglin

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