Reflections

Each morning I awake,

to ponder.

Reflections,… in a broken mirror.

Opportunities lost, riches squandered

 Thoughts of siver,

never  gold.

Thoughts of  time,

that made me old.

Thoughts of a pleasure,

Turning to pain.

Thoughts of passage,

through  lover’s lane

Thoughts of heaven,

drifting to hell.

Thoughts of a place,

I once knew well.

Thoughts of a joy,

becoming so sad.

Thoughts of dreams,

and the love we had.