The Toll of Time

Within the mirror’s
Reflection
There is a me
That I don’t often see
With wrinkles
With pounds
That didn’t used
To be
Four years ago
I think I was
More carefree
It’s hard to say
Now
For the new me
Is who I am
Now
Regardless
Of who
I used to be

By Ashley Houston

A poem I wrote on Twitter for the VSS365 prompt today. The word prompt was mirror.