It will creep up on you when you least expect it.
I never saw it coming
It just crept up unawares
Probably this morning
Whilst I was still upstairs
I thought I caught a glimpse
As I had my tea and toast
For just a fleeting moment
Like a phantom or a ghost
It was later that it hit me
And the feeling left me cold
I realised that suddenly
I’d gotten bloody old
Looking in the mirror
For reflections never lie
I saw a total stranger
And he looked me in the eye
Reflecting on the image
And all that I could see
Sadly I concluded
That this was really me
…………………………………….I never saw it coming
© John W Fenn 20-08-2009
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