sábado, 28 de marzo de 2009

Aging

Wasting my time

I take the mirror

and give a glance

someone talks to me

and I laugh

watching my face I discover

wrinkles around my eyes

for the first time I see

I am amazed

it is as if someone else

has come to laugh at me

to say “hello”

to me and to my life

I laugh again to verify

they are there, there´s no doubt

aging has arrived

(Sunday Scribblings)



8 comentarios:

Amias dijo...

Yes I know that feeling, but what I can't understand is why my hair is not as gray as my friends?

Tumblewords: dijo...

Nice work... I think we all age at different levels and in different ways...

if dijo...

that is genetic maybe Amias...:) and as Tumblewords says there are different times and levels...

A Girl Named Me dijo...

i know why my hair is not as gray as my friends...

regular visits to the salon ;)

xoxo
AGirlNamedMe

Understanding Alice dijo...

thats very good! I like your tagline too, nows the moment, even if age has arrived!

Fledgling Poet dijo...

It creeps on us, doesn't it? Whether we want it to or not...

SmallWorld at Home dijo...

I know that feeling! "What are those things?? Wrinkles?"

Bee Bee dijo...

Ah, what a wonderful simile in the end.