Reflections

I stood and watched
as he fumbled along
and struggled down the path
I wanted to stop and ask him
where’re you going
where’re you at?
At times he had a purpose
and a steadfast
steady gait
While other times
he meandered
as if there’s time to waste
I never could quite figure out
what he thought
or where he’d go
But I thought 
if I looked long enough
the mirror would let me know

Reflections

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