I am sure I saw you, when?
Maybe ten years ago?
I think I recognized you then
Tho you were someone I didn't know.
At that time, you were like a familiar face
That you see at some annual event,
With a name that never came
Or if it did...it went.
Then today, there you were again
Staring right at me
From my mirror, into my eyes,
Blue and deep as any sea.
A sneaky thing you truly are,
You've been behind me for a while
Always following quietly
But closer with every mile.
Oh, I knew someday we'd properly meet,
Others had come to know you well,
And the alternative to meeting looked a little bleak
As near as I could tell.
So here you are, and here to stay
You certainly have grown bold.
Your last name is "AGE", to me you say,
But I can just call you "OLD".
