The Fourth Mirror

  Time passes, people change,

  To our past we would seem strange,

  But would we smile at we have become?

  This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it

  Have we fulfilled the dreams of when we were young?

  Or have we forged our path anew?

  Hopes and dreams and desire true,

  Your bucket list, how much did you do?

  Mind afire, time ablaze.

  Do you recognise yourself through temporal haze?

  Unfortunately due to the shortness of this poem I was unable to post it without this note as RoyalRoad is not exactly built for a poetry archive. I fear that this note may become a common sight after each poem though I should at least be thankful I haven't written much in the way of Haiku.