Underneath

Look into a mirror
What do I see
Another person looking
But is that me

Grey hair appearing
Over my ears
Wrinkled lines
Count the years

Once smooth
And silky skin
Now a dry and porous
Tired old grin

Ageing happens
In different ways
Slowly creeps up
Over the days

But I know
That underneath
I’m still young
And have my teeth

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