by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 14, 2019 | Look Back Friday, My Musings, Poetry
by Patrice Clarkson | Jun 29, 2015 | My Musings, Poetry
Each morning now I greet a face A stranger, I don’t remember Back in time or space An older woman surprises me in the mirror Each morning, when I wash her face. When did she get here? When did she arrive? When did she replace that young girl? Who greeted me in...