I am looking in the mirror,
And what do I see?
A young father playing with his children,
By the deep, blue sea,
Holding their hands so tightly,
As the gentle tide advances,
Retreats.
Each grain of wet sand conjoined,
A wet blanket covering our feet.
Cotton white seagulls gliding in harmony,
Overtaking the glistening sun,
Giant rocks lay sleeping amongst the quiet waves,
As though they are one,
Cool cucumber sandwiches on thick brown bread,
Trying to reminisce on all the things they said,
This heavenly moment frozen in time,
This heavenly moment brings coolness to my eyes.
My children’s laughter ignites my soul,
Like beautiful angels, the answer to my call,
A sudden cloud of mist takes over and forms,
As my image fades away I start to transform.
I look further into the mirror,
And what do I see?
A frail, old man staring back at me,
My wondering eyes so empty and lost,
Gone is my strong physique so much I have lost.
The surroundings intrigue me I don’t know where I am,
I beg for someone to help me who are you Madame?
The answer I receive is of no sense to me,
She tells me she is my daughter but how can that be,
These strangers are adults,
I refuse to agree.
They tell me I have an illness that slowly overtakes my mind,
A life of cherished memories wiped out over time,
The memories they tell me about are so far yet so near,
My world is unknown, I don’t want to hear,
Tears fill their eyes Dad remember us please,
Who is their father they’ve mistaken for me?