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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 Copyright © 2014
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 12:59 AM UTC
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 Copyright © 2014
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lisa-anglin
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 12:59 AM UTC
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