Reminisce in your Stare

Every night you have dinner alone,
Same corner table, you must own.

I watch from across the room,
As you sip soup, from your spoon.

I wonder, what you are thinking?
Are you reminiscing of days past?

Your skin no longer smooth,
A little slower the way you move.

You are shorter in height,
Glasses help with your sight.

There's no emotion while you dine.
Your reminiscent stare, shows a sharp mind.

What are you, thinking?