Looking in the mirror,  
I trace the lines,  
recalling memories etched  
in laughter, tears, and time.  

From girlhood dreams  
playing in sunlit fields  
to nights of doubt  
where silence yields.
I ran and stumbled  
through seasons,  
feeling both joy and strife,  
as my ambitions wove  
into the fabric of my life.

As I aged,  
love found me gently,  
a force that held me tight,  
as hearts came and parted,  
guiding me through  
the brightest days  
and darkest nights.

Yet in quieter moments,  
I learned to be still,  
to cherish the rhythm  
of my heart’s beating will.  
I found wisdom in years,  
revealing the beauty of growth  
and the power of fear.

Now I am forty years young,  
with stories to share,  
a mosaic of memories
and a life almost laid bare
as I embrace this journey,
completely aware
of who I am.

©️Lizzie Bevis