Who is this old woman looking at me,
Everyday when I stare into the mirror?
Almost half of her teeth are gone.
Her wrinkles are like the creases of a crumpled shirt.
Her skin is sagging.
And her eyes, blue and deep are sunken.
Her head is full of silver grey hairs.
When I smile, she smiles.
And when I frown, she frowns.
Oh my God!
I have just realised.
The old woman is me.
I have aged!
I sigh and smile.
Oh! How the years have gone by.