Second Sight

I look in the glass
And what do I see?
An aging woman
Staring back at me.

Where has she been?
What has she done?
Was her life full of joy?
Were her days full of fear?

Did she have sorrows?
What has she learned?
Did she accomplish
Those things which she yearned?

What are her triumphs?
What has she gained?
If given the option
Would she do it again?

What of tomorrow?
Where will she be?
These are my questions
For that woman is me!