I stared into her aged eyes
she was old yet youthful

Neither wishing for death nor longing for new life
Her face was satisfied, comfortable.

Not wishing to make changes in her past,
Not haveing any goals for her future.

Filled with wisdom and knowledge unknown
Both of pain suffering, joy and confusion.

It hurt to look directly into her eyes
So I moved away from the mirror.

~*~You do not have to read this~*~
Fan press will not let me post this unless it is longer i am sorry for the
inconvening this might cause,
might as well let you enjoy it if you are reading this here's a short poem
i know.

He told me to take it and shake it
so I took it and shook it
since i tool it and shook it
i'll neva' take it and shake it again!

Thank you for taking the time to read this

He gave us gifts to share
and now we know we must
our time here is too short
what is now will soon be dust
Shedited