She Stole My Body
A thief called Age stole my young sweet self
And stuffed me in an old woman’s body
This old crone is certainly not me
And I really don’t know who she is
I do not recognize her wrinkled face
And where oh where has Age hidden me?
Only my eyes twinkle a glint of recognition
Peering out from saggy wrinkled holes,
In a face that time has worn away