Thoughts

Gaze: A Free-Verse Poem

I gazed wearily

To my past self

How foolish she would be

When she thought was right,

But was indeed wrong

If only she could see

I gazed into the mirror

What had I become?

It hasn't been that long.

Would she listen if I told her?

That I was in pain

Because she had done wrong.

I gazed down at her

She was too selfish

She was too quick.

She thought all would work out

And all would heed her

And she could have her pick.

But oh, as I gazed forward

To whatever lie ahead

I had never dreaded such.

The future held a certain mystery

One I could not solve

Yet somehow I would understand so much

I gazed back at her

I would be that girl tomorrow

The girl that my future self will regret 

It was something incredible 

How mindful I must be 

So not to cause the future to fret

I gazed at myself

I had a responsibility

One that was not easy to hold

So I stepped into another day

Into the future to greet the next girl

And I hoped I had not been too bold