Sheila King

Time

I AM 45 YEARS OLD. LIVE IN OKLAHOMA. BLOND HAIR, BLUE EYES, 115lbs, "36, "24, "36.... REALLY--- FROM DEWEY, OKLAHOMA..... MARRIED WITH 2 KIDS, ... LOVES TO PARTY, R&R MUSIC, LATE NIGHT COUNTRY DRIVES, SEX, FAMILY & FRIENDS, AND GOD..... I ENJOY WRITING POE…






Another year has come and gone

 Just like friends' time moves on

 Those remembered years ago

 All have aged, as time moved slow

 We look into the "looking glass"

 And see an image as time moved fast

 Though we know whose looking back

 Still there seems to be a crack

 It could just be a reflection,

A glitch in time of old direction

 A part of who we use to be

 The image looking back at me

 Has time caught up or took it's toll?

 Or is it still same 'ole same 'ole?

 Am I who I use to be-

Though someone older looks back at me

 " I wonder", staring into that glass

 Has time really kicked my ass?

 Is this who people really see

 As I look at them, they look at me

-Yes, we all still age and still time goes on forever-

 It will not stop and it has never

 We cannot travel back in time;

 Only wish at times, it were frozen

 We cannot change what time has done

 Only see what it has chosen

 Each time we look into the glass hanging somewhere on a wall

 The reflection staring back at you may not be you at all

 The image we see as we go about our day and catch a glimpse of ourselves as we pass-

 Is not what time has made us inside, and cannot reflect who we are in a glass

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