Thursday, August 27, 2015
Who is That Absurd Old Man? - a poem
Who is That Absurd Old Man?
Who is that old man in the looking-glass
That absurd old man with the puffy face
And thinning hair, more grey than anything
Whence came that wobbly chin, those hairy ears?
The face in the mirror is supposed to be
Narrow and sharp, with lots of tousled hair
Falling over bright and healthy eyes
Eagerly greeting the morning of life
But this is no matter – lift high the blade
(Rotary now) and with it challenge the dawn!