Mirror Image

I saw the picture and it definitely is not the same Is it someone new? It’s not what I saw in the mirror as I got ready for public view. The reflection tells me, “Ok, not too bad.” I’m old, yes, frumpy, but no reason to be sad. I see a youthful spirit, fluffy, but not too fat. I think of my age and remind myself that People change, no one stays exactly the same. My outfit is not trendy, but not out of style. Sorta classic, as I see it, in style for a while. Later, I see event pics posted online. Who is seated in my place And why is she so wide? Her face is in profile; It’s sagging and old. It’s odd to think she’d be so bold As to come out like that, Wearing a top that doesn’t hide fat. Her ponytail isn’t smooth, And look at those chunky old lady shoes! What was she thinking? Did she even try? And suddenly I realize and let out a cry. She’s sitting with my husband. Who could she be? And then I notice sadly, the she That is me. ~ Judy Bausch