I'm gonna tell you something
That just might make your day.
Maybe it will make you laugh
And chase your blues away.
As I looked in the mirror this morn'
There staring back at me,
A brand new wrinkle said "hello",
I wasn't filled with glee.
I looked a little closer
And, what do you think I seen?
I had another hair of gray,
Now, that made me feel mean.
I know I'm getting older,
Some things seem hard to do.
But, staring at the cold, hard facts
I started feeling blue.
But, then I started thinking,
This aging isn't bad.
I've had a loving, happy life,
So, why should I be sad?
With each hair of gray or wrinkle,
With each slower step I trod,
Oh, yes, I'm getting older,
One step closer to my God.
Copyright - Gloria Martel
