My Mother and I look like twins

When I was younger, my two sisters and I had our photo taken with our mother. We looked very much alike. It was uncanny. The older I get the more I am favoring my mother. It reminded me of a poem I had written a few years ago. I thought I’d share that with our pictures.

  Looking in the Mirror

March 26, 2008

When I looked in the mirror
I was surprised to see
a much older woman
looking back at me!

When did that gray
start streaking my hair?
Are those really crow’s feet
that I see right there?

The eyes a bit droopy,
skin not so smooth;
sporting wrinkles and sags,
where is my youth?

A face that seems weary
with lines that have deepened.
I don’t show “character”!
I just look “seasoned”!

Where once was a neck,
jowls have appeared;
a chin that has “doubled”
has sprigs of a beard!

Who is that woman
I see in the mirror?
“It cannot be me!”
I say with a shiver.

I then understand
all the changes I see.
I just need to remember…
that’s my mother, not me!