As seen through the heart of Danny “Mouse” McCloud

IN MY MIND’S EYE

When look in the mirror, it’s not me I see.

It’s a very old stranger that’s lookin’ back at me.

I shudder to think what others may see.

‘Cause this is not how I remember me.

In my mind’s eye, I go back in time

and I see me how, I like to think, I used to be.

(You know, away back when,

like when I had a little more hair and I was little more trim.)

Then, I went to a reunion

and saw many an old friend.

And we walked that lane called “Memory”

saying, “Do you remember when . . . ?”

But, as we talked about old times again

I saw them now as I saw them then.

And maybe, just maybe,

the thought occurred to me that

maybe, just maybe, that’s the me that they can see.

Oh, I know the mirror tells us that time has not stood still.

That’s Life, of which we are a part.

But, I didn’t see them with my eyes.

I saw them with my heart.

And, though time has surely taken its toll;

outward appearances mattered not on whit.

And, with my whole heart, I can honestly say,

“Y’all haven’t change a bit!”