Don'T Look In The Mirror Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Inside this wrinkled aging body is
the mind of a youngster…uncontrolled
Naive and dreaming of tomorrow
eager to see another day unfold

I'd be excited and getting ready
If it wasn't for the mirror upon the wall
Instead I take my time and watch my step
slowly going down the stairs so I don'f fall

Pausing to look out the fly speckled window
and watch the children across the street
running and playing a game of kick ball...
wishing that I could join in and compete

9/11/2010