when you look at yourself what do you see? is a picture of the past your present quality we admit that there is change and change is a must but when we change ourselves do we risk a sacred trust? time is a condition where with we all must change our bodies, our minds, our beauty never stays the same life is power either to destroy or to create relationships with others based on time suffer this fate where the wrinkles ugly in a selfish being or where they make wisdom who's children never leave was gaining weight a problem they had while feeding us or too much diet and exercise robbers of their love in the balances of give and take who was cheated and who was fake with in a span of fifty years is the love you take the same as the love you give (your father and your son) has time changed the way you feel for the woman who was so dear who walked to an alter dressed all in white who with every night she screams and fights but loves you as if you never changed she; who chose you carefully knowing special things required special thoughts and sacraments of love are foolishly bought she who is much wiser than you did your love out last her youth? despite all her screams and fights did you love her day and night? when you look upon your self your budding youth your failing health your eternal love your dying self is your picture of the past a picture of a love that last