reverses the present so now I can cheat.
Wrinkles are gone and smooth there appears,
the fuzz and the hair are gone from my ears.
Muscles that now lay soft on my waist,
move up to my chest – so manly placed.
Veins that are blue – stick out in my legs,
now smooth and so clear like shiny white eggs.
Hair that is streaked with gray to the roots,
is shinny and dark like new polished boots.
Eyes that now squint to see everyday,
read the small letters on charts far away.
Knuckles that burn in movement and pain,
now grip with the strength of an Overhead Crane.
Stop looking for one as you’ll never find,
the mirror I have is one of a kind.