The mirror of truth, showed more than my reflection today
It spoke the reflections of time. Not just the hairs of grey,
But the reality
of how old I came to be.
How much slower I walk. Sometimes with a cane
to ease the aches of pain.
How my eyesight and memory
are failing me.
It showed my aging hands and face
How I’m growing old with dignity and grace.
Yes the mirror of truth showed many things
Letting me not forget all my aging.
Lynda, the love of my life
keeps me young at heart.
I’d be lost without my wife.
