You rang the doorbell tonight
And I came – knowing it was you.
When I peered into the window,
I saw my own reflection.
An aged version of myself,
With a peculiar sort of expression.
Face wrinkled with age, eyes focused;
Yet still, we looked one and the same.
As our reflections overlapped and warped into one,
I was unsure who I was looking at.
Shocked – I stumbled backwards laughing hysterically at this coincidence.
Surprised – Your face beamed with a sort of pride, and all evidence of age was erased.