Mid-Life

Reflections of a 52 year old woman

I think of who I used to be

and I want to be me...again.



I know I am not unique in what I yearn for,

but those who cannot understand will

when their paved roads turn to gravel or dirt.



When they wake one day only to wonder

where they left themselves.



Was it in their husbands or children?

Lovers?

Careers?



Where was their passion spent?



I think of who I used to be and pause...to redefine me.