When, at reunions, your classmates look
old except for you,
you feel triumphantly younger, from
your own point of view.
Don't you ever fool yourself, look into
With less vain eyes, look closer for
Don't refuse to see through vanity's
bloated by tightly tucked-in tummy,
Eye bags, deeply-furrowed brows, fine,
bluish veins and crow's feet,
against the flow of River Time, there's
nothing but defeat!