Alan Bruce Thompson
Looking Through The Mirror
'My God how the Jones's have aged',
said Mrs. to Mr. Smith, both a little dazed.
'My God how the Smith's have gotten older',
said Mr. to Mrs. Jones, trying to be a little bolder.
'But we're all the same age honey, how do I look to you? '
'Just fine honey, but then you always do'.
'I see you everyday, honey and you don't look one day older'.
'We haven't seen them for five years honey, they're both quite a lot colder.'
'Well I see myself everyday too honey, reflected in the mirror,
and behind that aging face are still the younger eyes of a hero.'
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