When mirrors were invented quite
some time ago, the life expectancy
of humans was far less than it is today.
So then, folks didn’t have to contend
with seeing their reflection grow old,
wrinkled and gray.
Thank god I have several photographs
taken to show me as the baby, the boy
and young strapping man I used to be.
I saw a famous actor on TV the other
day. I said to myself, my he surely has
aged considerably. And as I see it, he
hasn’t aged gracefully. A kick in the ass,
I found out that he was several years
younger than I.
I looked at one of those earlier photos
of myself and went into the bathroom
to look into the mirror. I was shocked
at the transformation before my eyes.
And I thought to myself, if any moder-
ately attractive woman in my age range
saw me today in this decrepit stage,
she most certainly would have nothing
to do with me romantically.
Oh well, I suppose this was meant to
be for the women I did know in my
better more handsome and able years
did get the best of me. Some of them
had the good sense to move on while
they had the chance.
Turns out that my more agreeable
temperament has soured over time
as well. It was then I realized, who
but I could live with a cantankerous,
doddering old fool that I’ve come
to be? At least my little pup doesn’t
seem to care. She could give a hoot
about old photographs, and thank
god doesn’t have to look into the
mirror every day.
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Chris Hanch 2-17-2021
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