Today… I looked hard
Deep into the mirror
I found myself wondering
Who the hell is in there
Once… So young… So hard… So vain
Now only a gray shell remains
It is strange… How I have learned to take pride
In all those wrinkles
I earned in life’s battles
Lately… The mirror has told me
To love all my scars
Inside the primer gray machine and outside
Scars that tell of my carefree journey
Of stupidity and dares
Funny… Now I don’t care anymore
When someone stares
At my dirty clothes
Or my un-combed hair
But there was a time
In a self-consumed mind
When I spent hours
In front of the mirror
Lost in perfection
Of the outside of me
With no concern for knowledge
Of… The future cage
Of… The gravity of age
Of… Me the slave
But that left me
…A long way to fall…
A… Long… Long way to fall
Truthful Lies
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy
A Cosmic Cowboy 
Love, love, LOVE this one!
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