There is a ghost in the mirror, I know it is true,
Somewhere between the wrinkles and the sad eyes which are blue.
A young man was there only a scant time ago,
Where did he wander and where did he go?
He has become shorter as the years have progressed,
And where did his hair go and why is he such a mess?,
But if I stare into his eyes, and they still are blue,
And there is still a twinkle and acknowledgement of something new.
He understands now that life is a miracle and not to be thrown away,
He realizes the importance of just one more day.
And the most important thing of all is to smile and laugh for that makes life grand,
Do not allow life to slip away as water shifting through times sand.