From Chicken Soup for the Romantic Soul


Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart.

Marcus Aurelius

She gazed into her mirror
And beheld an aging face . . .
The woman looking back at her
Seemed strangely out of place.

Time, wily thief, had stolen gold
And left her only gray . . .
She touched with rueful fingers
Lines that would not smooth away.

Lost in wistful contemplation
She was really unaware
As the door behind her opened
With her husband standing there.

Are you ready yet, my darlin’?
Lady, aren’t you a sight . . .
I can see why blue’s your color!
Girl, you’ll knock ’em dead tonight!

With startled gaze she met his eyes
Reflected in the glass . . .
And as he smiled the strangest thing
Of all had come to pass.

It may have been a change of light
But gray returned to gold . . .
And the woman in the mirror now looked
Young instead of old!

Helen V. Christensen

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