Inside my head I'm twenty five,
size ten and definately four inches taller,
The mirror lies.
The grey doesnt show
nor do the lines
And still the mirror lies.
I look and expect to see
the me I was,
But my mother looks back at me.
Mucky fingers.
About Me
- Closet Writer
- Short but always growing!Reading, writing but never numbers. Art in any form. A passion for this life now, not tomorrow,not yesterday,today. Reformed, reluctant grandmother rediscovering grubby finger marks and smeared windows with joy.
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