You look familiar,
I said.
Where do I know you from?
We listed things we do,
things we did,
places we go,
people we know.
Nothing in common.
It was weeks later,
I saw you through the crowd,
and realized I’d seen you in my mirror
forty years ago.
I LOVE THIS!!!
Thanks, Quiyet. I appreciate you stopping by the blog today.
The distant doppelganger!
Distant time, at any rate!
An unexpected ending. Great poem, Shawn! 💗
Thanks.
moving from a mundane conversation that we have all had to a surprise ending, seeing your much younger self reflected in a stranger. very cool
Thanks, Amy Jo. Glad you enjoyed it.