How Old Are You?


How Old Are You?

What needless agonies and fears
await us in our bathroom mirrors—
well-lit with no protective shade
to hide the tracks that time has made.

Put vanity upon a shelf.
Mere mirrors cannot reveal one’s self.
Wrappings simply serve to hide
the real gift that is hidden inside.

That old woman in the glass
is the result of years of sass
and fun and creativity.
She’s not defined by what you see.

Age need not carry fear or menace.
for all our ages remain within us.
Calendars only go so far
in telling us what age we are.

All photos on this blog, unless labelled otherwise, are by me. The prompt today is age.

13 thoughts on “How Old Are You?

  1. dstrandberg2015

    Judy, I’ll tell you when age ceased to mean anything other than a gift to me. The day my younger brother died of a heart attack at 33. Now on every birthday I count the years I got that he did not have and I hope that I live those years for him. I’ll be 61 this month and proud of it. Thanks for the poem. 🙂

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  2. Leland Olson Hoel

    Thanks for the power read.
    I’m not very well educated but I think you might be saying mirrors can be full of crap. Inside us is where it’s at.
    You probably thought I died I’ve been messing around with a novel all through November. I just finished putting it on my blog site. Do you think they’ll make me take it down for being too long?

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  3. Madelyn Griffith-Haynie, MCC, SCAC

    LOVE the poem, Judy. A mentor of mine told me something long ago that I love to spread around, “Our eyes age along with us – the gift of fuzzy focus to remind us that we are ALL beautiful in His eyes. Glasses and bright lights are man’s contributions.”

    Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone.
    xx,
    mgh
    (Madelyn Griffith-Haynie – ADDandSoMuchMORE dot com)
    ADD/EFD Coach Training Field founder; ADD Coaching co-founder
    “It takes a village to transform a world!

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