I KNOW HER

I know her

I awoke, to see

Her standing over me,

Gentle blue eyes, a face full of wisdom and tales,

Soft grey hair trickling

Over her shoulders.

For a frozen moment in time,

We witnessed each other.

She winked at me.

I knew her !

My fingertips kiss my eyes

And she had vanished.

I thought a while….

I wondered where I knew her from.

Wincing as I rise from the clutches my bed,

Shuffle to the dressing table.

So begins the task.

To unravel the midnight tangles of my hair.

I pause, And I know now where….

For she was in the mirror ,

Smiling at me

My muse

By Debbie Dalton