Looking Glass Poem by Charmaine Mack (Exquisite Charm)

The years all gone, my past,
I now behold in my looking glass.
Vivid scenes that unfold.
Experiences I left untold.

Looking back on yesterday,
Just a simple thought away.
The days are multiplied,
Yet the memories, they do not die.

From childhood until now,
With the thought, I raise a brow.
Oh, how time runs from you!
Many days seem just a few.

The summer of one's life,
Brings a gentle, little smile.
For in the mirror, here I see
A reflection of the real me.