~ Age
Creeps
Up On
You ~
I
thought
that I
was
growing
weak
From
maybe
catching
cold,
Then I
passed
by a
mirror
And
witnessed
something
old.
It was
sorta
tall
With
wrinkles
here and
there,
The
longer I
looked
at it
The more
it
seemed
to
stare...
I must
admit,
it
scared
me
Even if
just a
bit,
The bags
that
hung
under
it's
eyes
Looked
as if
they
were
hit.
It had
just a
single
hair
Growing
on it's
chin,
And a
head of
long
white
hair
That was
very
very
thin.
Suddenly
it's
mouth
sprang
open
In a
roaring
yawn,
It made
my heart
beat
faster
Thought
for sure
I's
gone.
Then I
saw the
strangest
thing
When I
jumped
in fear,
That
thing,
jumped
up too
Now I'm
getting
nervous
being
there
Black
hair was
in it's
ears
And a
few were
in it's
nose,
The more
I looked
it over
The
older it
seemed
to grow.
About
the time
that I
was
leaving
It
walked
along
with me,
And kept
stopping
quickly
Testing
out it's
knees.
To see
how
strong
it was
In case
it 'run'
for me,
Don't
know
what I'd
do?
Just
have to
wait and
see.
I
STOPPED
and
looked
it in
the eye
Then
suddenly
realized,
It was
me?? Oh
what can
I do
To get
rid of
that
scary
old
view.
Betty
Hill
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