Who's There?, poetry written by Diane Leopard at Spillwords.com

Who’s There?

Who’s There?

written by: Diane Leopard



I stand and I stare
Lip hair, grey hair and wrinkles
Who’s that in the mirror
Looking back at me.

I stand and I stare,
The eyes are familiar
Smile, gentle and kind,
It must be my Grandma,
Or even my mum.

I stand and I stare,
But, that’s not my Grannie
Not even my mum
Is that the lady
I have become?.

I stand and I stare,
But now I can see
Life lines, not wrinkles,
Hair silver not grey,
All of a sudden I recognise me!!!

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