a woman
beyond the edge of her youth
hardly noticed
she sits wrapped in an old hand-crocheted shawl
with no memories of her life
or experiences that stand out with greatness
no jobs held or titles worn that leave any lasting impression
throughout her years, she wrote
words evaporated as though she spoke them aloud
spoke them alone
she sits
she is both empty and full
she is free
a woman
who looks at least ten years younger than she is
a magnet for attention
her mind is filled with beautiful snapshots
treasured moments and important things she did
mistakes she made and lessons learned
she's been loved
some of them saw her
but still, she suspects none of them really knew her
in the reflections
she feels happiness
she feels sadness
and she keeps moving
