MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘That Girl’

i saw a little girl
touching her belly button
smiling sheepishly

back into the womb
i flew in an instant
connected in no time

who is that little girl
where had the wind
blown her since

staring into the mirror
at times she appears again
her eyes towards the sky

her smile beaming
with joy and peace
then she vanishes

only to be replaced
by fog on the mirror
hiding an old lady