The Me Me Poem by the slmk

Today I glimpsed the me me,
Not the me I show to others,
And see in the mirror each morning.
The wide-eyed frightened child,
Muscles tensed and fists clenched in anticipation.

Today I glimpsed the me me.
Not the me who jumps at every noise,
But the me who smiles at strangers
Runs through the mud,
Who gazes at rainbows and laughs at the moon.

Today I glimpsed the me me.
Not the weary man grown bored,
But the me who can love.
The 8 year-old boy
Who climbs trees and sees in colour.

Today I glimpsed the me me
And that's the me I long to be.

(Windsor, Dec 2007)