Poetry

Poem: Where Did Time Go

A slightly different version published inVirtual Library.

I walk down the street

looking at my reflection

in each car window.

I see a wrinkled face,

a bent-over body

and wonder if thatโ€™s

really me.

It was just a few short years ago

I walked on the same block,

looked in similar car windows

and saw a young girl in shorts

with long flowing hair

and a bounce in her gait.

21 comments on “Poem: Where Did Time Go

  1. True! That’s the beauty of the change; however, we won’t be there in the world to see the rest. A great observation!!

  2. Oh how lovely… we donโ€™t realize, when we are twenty, that we will FEEL so young when we are fifty (and beyond)… yes, that reflection in the mirror can come as a bit of a shock when you are unprepared for it…

  3. The awareness of time comes with time and …..too late in time sometimes right?

  4. Wow! Really loved this, Mark!! Even if I never say it out loud that is the thought that goes through my head when I look into mirrors and other reflectors! I know the answer for the big blocks of time but too many of the sands of time have slipped away to give a good reply. Wonderful post! Hope it is ok, to reblog this???
    Chuck

  5. I can relate. Time is relative. It moves on without us, or just part of us.

  6. Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
    Do you ask the same question Mark asks in his “POEM: WHERE DID TIME GO”
    Check out his blog too!

  7. Woow lovely… Loved it๐Ÿ˜Š
    Please follow me also and let’s grow together…๐Ÿ˜Š

  8. true my friend..your poems reflect the life perfectly…all the time that bends the life to remember how long we have walked away

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