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