Eyes of the Beholder
by: Gloria Dianne
What do I see?
A peaches and cream Reflection of me!
No trace of a wrinkle,
Or frown line and such,
A youthful complection
That looks soft to the touch.
No crows feet, or laugh lines,
And only one chin!
No telltale age spots
Covering my skin.
When I look at my hair
I see no hint of gray.
Now
OH PROMISE ME
by:Gloria Dianne
If the day should ever come
That I've become a burden to you,
Please remember I don't want to be,
And there's something I need you to do.
I want to be remembered
Just the way I am.
Not as some elderly someone
That you just don't understand.
So please, my dear loved ones,
This is a promise I need you to keep!
Promise me when that day comes,
PASS THIS ON