Through the looking glass

As i gaze through the looking glass, i cant help but ponder,

all these years of mine to waste,wish i had a few years longer.

My smooth visage , now beset with wrinkles...

My tired eyes,ave lost their twinkle..

A tall man was I, 6 feet in all

Now I barely walk,lest I fall

A bird in the sky once I could view,

But all I can see now is a yard or two..

The sound of the raindrops I heard once clear,

Now even my dear once's voice I strain to 'ear

Strong as a lion I once used to be,

but all I am now, is a withered old tree.

As I gaze through the looking glass it makes me despair

If only I had a few more years...