You have to be able to like the image you see.

I once saw in this looking glass

a face so happy and glad

Perfect makeup and a twinkle in my eye

for I could see you standing at my side

but now it show my current reflection

without an ounce of perfection

the only twinkle I see is from the tears

as I think of our wasted years

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  • sandie on Jan 7, 2010

    i think if you were happy then , then its not wasted years as long as you had someone to share them with you, good poem too.

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