Twenty Six

I stopped
to see someone
who looked like me

"Welcome" she said
and I looked at the pasture
behind her
The meadow was spread
wide and green
"Tempting" said I
And looked back
Nostalgia struck
and I refused to move

She burst into a giggle
and said
"what are you holding on to?,
Every year you try and I win"
I agreed and embraced
Twenty Six and more to come
With a smile and my head held high
I welcomed her into my life
and looked content
into the promising shades of green