Last night I found holes
in my favorite shirt
I noticed it was faded
Seems I just bought it yesterday
This morning I shaved
the face of a middle-aged man
looking back from my mirror
I went to bed young last night
Today I realized contentment -
and that happiness is a subtle thing,
that time moves on without our knowing
we are moving toward eternity
If I should not wake tomorrow
I would have not one regret
My dreams floating me toward eternity
while I wondered how I got there
©2001 poetheart