The Mirror Of Life
 
Passing by you notice,
Someone steering back at you,
Not wanting to take notice,
You wonder what to do.
You turn to catch a glimpse,
But much to your surprise,
You see in the mirror of life,
As you look into your own eyes.

A smile upon your face,
A glitter in your eye,
A little grey in your hair,
A tear to answer why.
Age is catching up,
But you love that image there,
Looking through the mirror of life,
At the one who really cares.

A wrinkle that shows the years,
A story of your life you share,
The children that you loved,
As you wipe another tear.
Those are not tears of sadness,
But pride you share  so free,
The way things were then,
You wish they could always be.