Reflection

I look at you and what I see is me

But it isn’t

You look like me

You move as I move

I critique you

I poke you

I prod you

You’re marred by time

By circumstance

I try to “fix” you

Chemicals, injections, knives

But you’re not what needs fixing

I judge you

A way I would never judge others

What I see is distorted

What I see is not what others see

Your every line and crease

To be cherished

To be celebrated

Signs of wisdom

Markers of challenges overcome

Defeats survived

I look at you and what I see is me

But it isn’t

You’re simply a reflection