Looking into the Mirror

by Roz
(Great Neck)

I look into the mirror
and what do I see?
I see an old person
looking back at me

At ages 20 and 30
I was a sight to behold
And now at 70, I am growing old

At ages 40 and 50
I could still hold my own
I could still turn a head
and was never alone

60 was a triumphant year
but the extra pounds landed
right on my rear
A wrinkle or two
started lining my face
Then more and more,
at such a fast pace

I look into the mirror
and what do I see?
I see an old person
looking back at me

Oy, the knee
Oy, the hip
Oy, the back - oy vey

Monday, Tuesday, JCC
Wednesday, Thursday, Dr. Kaye
Cat Scan, MRI, colonoscopy
Oh the joys of growing old
But it's better than not to be

However, the mirror
cannot see my heart
For youth is eternal
Never to part