I stand
In front of the mirror daily
I ask myself
What has changed in me?
Between yesterday and today
I do not get an answer
I feel
I am as young as I was
This goes on for years
One day
I see white hairs
Wrinkles on the face
Have I become old?
I ask myself
I do not get an answer
I feel
I am as young as I was
Life goes on and on
One day
I find it difficult to stand
My image in the mirror
Looks blurred
Hands tremble
When combing the hair
Have I become old?
I ask myself
I do not get an answer
I feel
I am as young as I was
One day I am in bed
I am told,
I am sick and old
No, I say
I may be old in age
But not at heart
In the mind
I am as young as I was
Hale and hearty now
I still stand
In front of the mirror daily
29-05-2011
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