Sometimes

Sometimes

“Aging gracefully is one thing, but trying to slow it down is another.” – Courteney Cox

Sometimes

Sometimes I look
at my dog
and she still looks like the puppy
I got almost eight years ago.

Sometimes I look
at the mirror
and I wonder what happened to
the eight-year-old in the reflection.

Sometimes I look
at my daughter
and she still looks like the baby
that escaped the womb eight years ago.

Sometimes I wonder.
Sometimes I wander.
Sometimes I want.
Sometimes I wish.

Becoming unstuck in time
is a dream that all dreamers
wish to dream while they
are dreaming.

Sometimes I sleep.
I sleep harder than
the sleepers in the
stone pastures.

And then I wonder.
And then I wander.

And then I look
at the mirror
to decide where I’m unstuck
or if I’m stuck.

My dreams
are playing mean tricks on me.

Sometimes I want to know if
my dreams are the dreams
of dreamers
sleeping in the stone pastures.

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