Do you remember looking in a puddle and looking for your reflection?
Maybe stood by a lake or gentle flowing water just to see an image....
Where did those times go?
It's a rainy day and can feel the dampness but it's okay....
Maybe I'll try to see if I can find my reflection in the drops?
Rain gently falling reminds me of renewal - new chances.....
What do you find that changed for the better?
I know since smoking been behind me I feel more confident.
I understand the damage it done to me that can't be reversed.
Recently had a test that explained it all too well.
Now I still stay positive even in these bleak of times.
Maybe I am just reflecting back on good times?
Or maybe not letting the stuff I can't control get to me.
Just reflections as the rain keeps on failing....