Where have all the years gone?
I left my career at my prime,
To take care of my little ones
15 years have past,
And now they are no longer little.
I look in the mirror,
And sometimes wonder, who is that looking back at me?
At times I don't even recognize myself.
I see a woman, with years etched on her face,
Tired, lifeless, aged.
Where is that young, youthful lady
Full of vigour, full of energy, full of life?
I have friends who say
I look younger than my age
But I wonder:
Are they just saying kind words
To make me feel good?
I know I do look younger than some many years younger than me
But I no longer see the young me in the mirror anymore.
At times I don't even recognize who I see.
It doesn't help when you have young ones
Telling you everyday, that you are old.
You begin to feel it,
And believe it.
That you are old.
Visited a relative just last week
And she commented:
Where have all the years gone?
I remember when you were just a little one.
I too wonder, where have all the years gone?
The last 15 were spent changing diapers,
Washing milk bottles,
Ferrying the kids around.
Was my time well spent?
I do not know.
Will I one day look back and regret
That I have wasted my life
With nothing to show for at the end of it?
I do not know.
I still wonder:
Where have all the years gone?
