A Silhouette Doesn't Age Poem by Jim Yerman

I saw Judy Collins in concert last night…
her melodies once again soaring to the stars
proving angels never lose their voice…
no matter how old they are.

And I remember thinking to myself
As she, smiling, took the stage
how I listened to her when we were both younger
before our youth was replaced by age.

There cametime…I think it was late in the show
but I really can't be certain
when she set down her guitar
sat at the piano
and a lone spotlight threw her silhouette upon the curtain.

And I remember being overwhelmed
not only with her presence on the stage
but with the fact…when you stop and look
a silhouette doesn't age.

And I smiled as I sat there
it's a moment I'll never forget
as an older Judy Collins
sang with her younger silhouette.

And I felt blessed to have seen her from both sides now
from young…and old…and still somehow
this is the illusion I'll recall
how her silhouette showed no age…at all.

And though she's 80 years old now
a fact time won't let us forget…
to me she'll always be…
and sound
like her younger silhouette.