I see myself in the mirror
(Or do I see you?)
As I brush my teeth at bedtime
Far away,
in another world,
you are waking up
As I try to sleep
and maybe to dream
I hear something
Is that time ticking away?
Or is that my heartbeat?
that drones mournfully
through the endless night
I sound like you, I’m told
and now I see, with painful curiosity
that I even look like you
My hands look like yours, my son says
And when I weep, my face crumples up
just as yours would have done
if only you let us see your tears
Your smile is more serene
My hair, more silver than yours
Is this just DNA?
or some divine miracle?
That I am destined to see myself
as if I see you,
in my mirror everyday
The only solace,
until I see you again...
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