Reflecting

As the wrinkled old man approached
His body weathered by life and by time
All around looked but very few spoke
Fearing for his peace of mind

His body had long since betrayed him
And now it would barely respond
His goal was to somehow repay them
For helping him to move along

Before him stood a strange image
Of a young man dashing and strong
Who moved in every way he did
Showing how time did the old man wrong

As those near him looked in confusion
The old man slowly did grin
As he finally solved the illusion
The image captured in time that was him