Old Andgray
This morning when I got out the shower as I stood there looking at myself in the
mirror I saw that my once straight skin is now got a few wrinkles, my once flat
stomach is now a little bit rounder and ever where on my body that once had all
black hair now has spots of grey. At first I thought about what I could do to fix
this. For the wrinkles I could get bot ox injections. As for my stomach I could
exercise and get the fat sucked out. Then I could dye, pluck, and cut the grey. But
as I took another glance at my body I decided to leave as is. For the wrinkles
represent the long road I traveled. The round stomach is a tribute to good a
cooking. And the grey is a symbol of wisdom, and I wise enough to know that I’m
still okay even if I am now old and grey.
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