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 that’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.
©️MFT
Crow On The Wire 
True! That’s the beauty of the change; however, we won’t be there in the world to see the rest. A great observation!!
Thanks for the insight, newrana. 🙏🏻
Oh how lovely… we don’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…
Or in denial. 🙂
The awareness of time comes with time and …..too late in time sometimes right?
Yes, and in our mind time always seems to move slower than it actually is. I still find myself dressing like a teenager. 😎
Lol,lucky you clothes still fit you😂
true. 😎
#Nice BLOG!!!
thanks, likewise to your blog. 🙂
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
thank you Chuck. Sure, I’d be happy if you reblogged. 😊
I can relate. Time is relative. It moves on without us, or just part of us.
We’re not always in sync with time. Or we feel disappointed when it moves too fast. 🙂
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!
I will, thanks.
Woow lovely… Loved it😊
Please follow me also and let’s grow together…😊
Will be glad to. 🙂
Excellent!!
thanks, Angela.
true my friend..your poems reflect the life perfectly…all the time that bends the life to remember how long we have walked away