Little Museums (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} heartgut) wrote,@ 2009-05-04 15:06:00 |
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The other morning--
I was standing at the bathroom mirror
with the radio playing
and sunlight through the window colored
by things budding, and turning green--
and it struck me, while studying the age of my face,
that I am fated to grow old, old,
(another in a family of keen and ancient women)
and that I will probably outlive you
and for that moment I felt life after you,
alone,
and older than everybody
I was standing at the bathroom mirror
with the radio playing
and sunlight through the window colored
by things budding, and turning green--
and it struck me, while studying the age of my face,
that I am fated to grow old, old,
(another in a family of keen and ancient women)
and that I will probably outlive you
and for that moment I felt life after you,
alone,
and older than everybody
