A look in the mirror can reflect more than one's face.
|Gazing blankly into a mirror,
A face no longer familiar.
Each line, a story, waiting to be told.
A tragic loss, an injustice,
Laugh lines of better days.
Eyes once bright with dreams,
Now dim with disappointments.
Shattered memories of younger days,
Full of promise, hope, and expectation,
Dashed to the ground, like fragile china.
Through the murky darkness,
A light shines dimly from afar,
Of happier times, carefree days,
Spent with family, friends, lovers,
New babies, moonlit swims,
Nights out on the town,
And all the county fairs.
Slowly age rips away youth,
Innocence, and the wonder of the world,
Replacing it with indifference, suffering,
All in the name of being an adult.