Reflection
Gazing into the stillness
of the water, I see
the reflection staring
back at me;
sad eyes telling
a thousand tales
of what might have been.
Lost dreams and excuses
have weathered
the lines upon my face,
making me question
how this could be.
Forgotten paths and
discarded plans muddy
the water as I watch me
slip away in the shallows,
wondering if I will ever
find me again.
Copyright by Anita Lewis Longino
November 16, 2009
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