when I was a kid I
didn’t know what on earth my
old lady body was going to look like but
turns out it’s the same as my middle aged
body, not much different from my
young one either: nowadays
breasts are a bit wan, hips
awfully Rubenesque but nothing new;
I supposed I would turn wrinkled and papery
at this age
knobby and cranky
shaped all asunder but actually
looking in the mirror I am amazed by how rosy
my flesh is after 75 years of wear;
eyes however have seen it all.