Mirror -- No Fear Here

I gazed in the mirror
  ogled my beautiful bod
Then I looked up at my face
  ~ with a wink and a nod
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Faulkner Avatar
June 6, 2020 at 10:42 AM
I know, sometimes I hardly recognize myself these days!
Wolf Avatar
June 6, 2020 at 10:38 PM
You know, I have the same problem. I look so good -- for a 95-year-old. lol. Cheers, Michelle
Krutsinger Avatar
June 4, 2020 at 4:45 AM
It is our age; we allow ourselves these little fun glimpses now.
Wolf Avatar
June 6, 2020 at 10:37 PM
We age like fine wine -- it turns to vinegar. Oops! I'll only speak for myself: I age like… lol. Thanks, Caren.
Johnson-Saunders Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 6:41 PM
Very cute, GW...I wish I could have that kind if confidence! hugs, Rhonda
Wolf Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 7:34 PM
Ha, ha! The only sure thing is that my mirror winks at me a lot! Thanks, Rhonda! :) gw
Gentile Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 10:05 AM
Positive thinking really works GW. I'm sure you look great! Happy Wednesday !
Wolf Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 7:33 PM
For sure, Mike. As long as I think I look great,... After all, the thought is the father of the deed! Happy Wednesday evening! :) gw
Warrior Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 8:00 AM
You're an Adonis Wolfy babby...ladies eat your heart out...^WW^ :o)
Wolf Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 7:32 PM
Well, I'm an Adonis in my mind. I give those babes food for thought! Ha! :) gw
Cunningham Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 5:02 AM
Don't do that much now, the years haven't been that kind lol.
Wolf Avatar
June 3, 2020 at 7:32 PM
Ha, ha! My mirror winks so often at me that it's now on the blink! lol. Thanks, Tom
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