I Am Suzanne Poem by Suzanne Stroop

I am Suzanne.
A woman who still sees a young girl somewhere inside.
A young girl afraid to look at now.
She wants yesterday to find it way to her again,
So she stays hidden,
Waiting to return to where she once belonged.

The woman knows its impossible to go back
And find it all again.
The young girl doesn't care.
She only sees it as it was,
Just around the corner from today.

The young girl shelters all the hopes and dreams,
And all the magic that has come and gone.
She sees in her minds eye, people as they were...
Not as they are today.

She makes the woman cry for want of yesterday
And all the memories
That sit beside the girl that she once was.
To do it all again, to change the wrongs into rights
And make the rights even better than before,
Are all that young girl dreams about.

The young girls sighs,
As the woman pushes her away once more.
She wonders why the woman didn't see
How quickly time would leave it all behind
And put her where she is today.

The woman wonders too.
She wonders why the young girl never saw tomorrow,
And why she never found a way to stop the clock.
The woman gazes in the mirror,
Only to see a reflection of who she was.
That reflection still refuses to look at her
And turns away,
Waiting for today to return to where it was.