SELF REFLECTION
Where did she go the little girl
Growing up too fast I know
Wondering what became of her
When did she have to go
Where did she go the teenager
The years just flew on by
Wondering what became of her
Where did she go and why
Where did she go the wife
Even though she was so young
Wondering what became of her
Leaving songs yet unsung
Where did she go the mother
I'm thinking she's still there
Wondering what became of her
Does not bring any despair
Where did she go the woman
Who loved life ; enjoyed each day
Wondering what became of her
Leaves nothing to dismay
Where did she go the grandmother
She's always been right there
Wondering what became of her
She spends much time in loving prayer
Where did she go the great-grandma
Just open up your eyes, you'll see
Wondering what became of her
She's all wrapped up in me
Where did she go the poet
The lover of the words pon page
Wondering what became of her
Still writing even at her age
Where did they go these women
That loved with much affection
Wondering what became of them
In the mirror she sees reflection
Time goes by - we wonder where
Your young and then your old
Wondering what became of years
Time spent weaving silver to gold
For what is the measure of life
You could ask her friends or family
Wondering what became of her
She's here - I know -for that is me
penned by Mary Anne ^j^
God's Little Whispers
@May 2009
Brain Tease Challenge
Moderator/Host: Tiny Teddy
Word: Reflection
By Mary Anne
© 2009 Mary Anne
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