Hi all...

No not getting despondant...tired today....but was just one of my friends posted something I thought a reply was neccessary.

We are all getting older (and wiser) but sometimes that 'mirror' catches us all out.

Here is what I posted as a reply...

There is a mirror by the front door that passes images akin to many...Another in the bathroom showing a 'nymph' with long flowing hair so white that when the sun catches it the strands of silver gleam to give an aura, a halo of mystery. But there is not a trace of silver when she looks....just pure white hair, so white it could be snow, pure untrodden virgin snow on the ground.

The eyes....they look sad...lonely even. They mirror the thoughts of days gone by. The good times of youth, the times of children, family. Did this women ever know happiness?

She looks to the mirrow and adjusts the few strands that have strayed from a 'band' in her hair...her phone rings...her daughter...she smiles. he has been remembered for today..But what for tomorrow?