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Me Then And Now


Picking an anthology of poems
I read  with interest as the
notes  comprising of references
add charm to the memories
pump in joy and happiness,

Tucked in between the pages,
I  see a photograph of a young
girl in her teens, smiling bright
eyes emitting joy,  fair and slender
she appears an epitome
of youth.

Tossing the photo  over and over
 I look at myself, survey from top to toe
 a silver haired woman,  eyes
 expressing  fatigue,  still fair but rounded
 gaunt, haggard, cheeks drooping.
 an in between  old and middle.

Placing the book back,
 I relook the photograph,
detecting a similarity.  the smile
running through the curved
thin lips.

By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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