Reflections ©

She skips along the country lane
Feeling like a child
Forgetting who she is and where she's from
Wishing this day to never end

She gathers pale yellow primroses
Holding them lovingly to her bosom
Throwing them wildly in the air
Catching them gracefully as they fall

She stands in the thick of the forest
Hearing the wind rustle through the trees
Tilting her face up to the clouds
Welcoming the gentle drops of rain

She looks across the shimmering lake
Seeing images of the past
Remembering the joy of it all
Wondering, where has time gone?

She walks in the silence of the night
Gazing at the star-filled skies
Searching for answers
Which may never come