I couldn’t recognize her
When she smiled at me,
I stared.
Questions in my head
Did I know her?
Then it struck me
That twinkle in her eyes
I had a different image
in my head
A picture from five years ago
Jet black hair and wrinkle free skin
Younger.
And her she was
Streaks of grey hair
Above her ears
She looked older
She dressed older
Time had stopped in my head
But elsewhere
everything
Everyone
Had grown older.
I smiled back.
Looks like you have already foreseen something that you are going to experience later in life!!!…if you know what i mean ;-)…but ya…its a very realistic situation…I have been in one of those… 🙂
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Beautiful piece of poetry! clean, neat and yet so impressive! Keep writing.
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