R. Aleen Lemley
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I look into my mirror and who do I see
Looking very puzzled back at me.
I do not know your face.
What is your name?
It can't be me, I'm young inside
And everything is the same.
The more I look the more I see
It really is a resemblance to me.
A little older, a little gray,
More wrinkles and weight than yesterday.
No use to cry, what's the use to deny.
Old age has come. It will not pass me by.
So I will embrace it and look for the time
When I can help others to fall into line.