‘Insight’

I believe our younger selves 
still live inside of us. 

Yes, I know,
we ARE that sagging skin
we ARE the aching hips, 
we ARE that ravaged face
we stared so long at today


but sometimes from these eyes peer out: 
a second-grader, a sullen teen, 
the newlywed, the proud young dad, 
-the one I used to be, 

looking into that cruel mirror
and thinking:
 "what the hell am I doing 
in this old body?"

I tell you, these 'selves' are still right here!
inside me
waiting to be stirred to wakefulness by

a thought, 

a photograph,

a scent,

-a song!

- G.L.