When I look in the mirror I see more grays
As if the days whizzed by a little too fast
Every wrinkle I see appearing on my face
Feel like secrets and information amassed
Many reflections seem like they are distant views
Like watching earth get smaller when launched into space
Memories and recollections become old news
Losing track of who was supposed to win this race
And I think to myself, where did the time go?
I knew I wasn’t going to be forever young
But damn, the dam broke and now these expressions flow
While the air fills my lungs I try to watch my tongue
I’m from a generation that’s been through it all
I’ve experienced war and peace and war again
I’ve been through thick and thin; I’ve through big and small
I’ve laughed and cried and always put it to pen
In the mirror I see a lover, a friend
A traveler through time with many tales to tell
A man who lost his way and then found it again
Bruised and beaten but thriving, trying to excel
Powerfully penned, Wally. Excellent write my friend. I’m Gen-X as well. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thanks for reading and commenting Damian. We’ve been through a lot so we know we can endure.
I started writing down one thing at the end of every day — what I actually managed to do. Not a to-do list, not plans. Just one small win. It’s surprising how quickly it shifts your perspective.
Thank you reading and commenting.
Capture those moments for posterity also helps us reflect inward, to make better decisions in the future.
I’m a millennial, but I relate better to people of the older generation.
I’m new to this site. This is the first piece I’ve read that I can connect with.
Thank you Rosie. I think sometimes some folks have older souls, relating to others which gives us more depth and insight.
Welcome to Starsrite. Hope to read and see your work soon.
Thank you for the warm welcome.
Take your time. I look forward to it. x