Do you recall...

Remember how
you used to collect the rainwater
that trickled down the tiled roof
with a slight splatter...

plop... plop... plop... plop...

And now... after all these years...
the aged old house still stands...
the well of water remains...
but the reflection through time has changed...
no longer the youthful face i had...
no longer the clear blue sky i saw...