MISSING PIECES
I woke up this morning to find my own picture staring at me.Her eyes shines brightly and she is smiling.
I reached her and asked, What is really going on ?
She says nothing but smile.
I asked her again ... who are you ?
Again ... she smiles.
I look at her eyes and I found me.
The one that loves to smile.
I smile ... Infact Im smiling
But tears run down my cheek
I told her ... give me back that smile.
That is mine !!
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I sometimes look in a mirror and don't recognise the old git looking back at me.
Inside I'm still 17.....
Ok - sometimes my joints don't agree with that.
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Thanks girls ... Hugsss
As you have said Im lucky. You might be right.
I will bring it back, no matter what.
Because it was and still mine.
If you feel about the 17, well its within you
A bit of Radiohead....