Rewind Life

Your hands are weathered,
Wrinkled like raisins.
Your face sags,
Loose skin sinking,
Your bones growing stiff.
Your eyes have lost their twinkle,
Just a burnt out star behind
Curled eyelashes and
Cracked eyelids.

For an instance
You can see your thin fingers,
Skin, smooth, and tight,
Your kneecaps are nimble,
Your hair no longer
A wisp struggling to hang on;
And for just a glimpse,
Your eyes
Are alive again