It is hard getting old. Some would say the option is not desirable. As for me, I can't wait to see my Lord, but I am here on earth until God desires to call me home. For that reason I am like everyone else. I do not like the signs of aging-thinning hair, weight problems, health issues, aches and pains - and I could go on and on. I look in the mirror and no longer see youth. I desire that the mirror reflect more, like: my heart, kindness, and love - not the thinning gray hair, wrinkles, and droopy jaws.
The Mirror
Mirror! Mirror!
You couldn’t reflect me clearer.
This aging lady, I hardly recognize.
Where are the brows above my eyes?
Where did my lashes go?
They have forgotten to grow.
Mirror! Mirror!
You reflect it as it is-
All my flaws and frizz.
My hair is getting thin.
There are creases around my grin.
And what’s that hair growing on my chin?
Mirror, I hate to nag,
But you show my jaws ae beginning to sag.
Mirror! Mirror!
You leave me in dismay,
As you reflect my hair of gray.
Looking back at you
I stew on what to do.
Mirror! Mirror!
You couldn’t reflect me clearer.
Aging is no happy breeze.
Show me better, please!
I pray the world not judge the appearance of this old fart
But looks upon the heart.
Mary Crisp Jameson 11/9/2023
“The glory of young men is their strength, gray hair the splendor of the old.” Proverbs 20:29 NIV
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