Mirror of Life…

Woman and Mirror

As she looked into the mirror of life,

Her collection of experiences echoed behind her,

A medley of multicolours, as encounters and events merged,

The beauty of her soul reflected by the lines etched on her face,

Skin papery and loose, showed she had lived, loved, lost, laughed and cried,

Children brought grandchildren all clamouring for her stories,

Her voice now slivery, was once light and honeyed,

But her memories remained carved in her heart,

Bound together by the wreaths of time,

The rhythmic pulse of the universe continued,

Her spirit marked out the days to come,

For ninety years she had walked the earth,

In celebration of life.



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