Streak of Silver

An assurance
Of years gone by,
The uncertainty
Of years that might arrive-
Or, in a moment, may sublime.

I glare in the mirror
At the one who looks like me.
Or may be that’s what I believe!
Is this it?
Has his youth gone?
Has the debonair set
Even before its dawn.

I think of those
Who were men when I were kid.
Am I now them and are they now kids?
The spell of time,
Spilling ink on my scalp-
They say its Grey.
And I yell…
No!!
Its my silver streak….

~T T Papermate~

Papermate is just another face in the maddening crowd.

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