Passage of Time

These lines that I see, 

Like them more and more,

As I stand in front of the 

antique,mirror,

They fill my heart with glee.

The forehead creased,

Now seen fair and clear,

Once covered in thick curls of hair,

Gone before time, a hairline receded.

Force of gravity has done its work,

Sagging belly that bent the spine,

All signs of passage of  time,

Mirror does not lie, tells me how I now look.

Experience, the great teacher, taught me some,

Time soon to end the journey and be gone.

11-13-2024