Never near but felt.

Never near but felt.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the years
of my growth
I never witnessed
the changes
until I saw me
in the mirror
on reflection
I had aged.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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Stop looking in mirrors. It can be demoralizing.

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

haha unfortunately one has to shave John.
i see it, i see it, too, andrew.
but my mirror hasn't shattered yet, so i am probably still okay.

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

I find shaving is always a constant reminder, thanks for your words and be safe Jacob.
I have brain washed myself into thinking I am like a vintage wine. matured to perfection :)) Also I don't make a habit of glancing into a mirror.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

Unfortunately one is drawn to the mirror to shave Chris lol, we are all vintage wines! Stay safe.
The best of things are the ones that age with grace to a perfection that time can only give Dear Andrew!!!!


Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

Indeed Robert, what a perfect world to age gracefully and just die in one's sleep when the time come.. read more
dear Andrew.. it is important to see the inner beauty in ourselves and in others. We are our Spirit and our Spirit lives on. “Rock of ages... Rock a baby...”... a country Song.. and true. Be blessed and be safe. fondly, Pat x

Posted 5 Years Ago


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