A silver strand gleamed
On my black woollen coat;
The static made it cling!
I gazed in wonder
How it winked in spots
Where a black strand would’ve
Shown shades of brown
On inky background.
I looked in the oval mirror-
I saw a white-backed skunk
In place of my head!
Shades of gray and silver
Covered the top of head,
Black swathes radiating
Points from the middle.
Below black took over
With strands of silver
Streaking undergrowth,
Defining my head
In ombre color scheme.
I saw my youth drop black
While gleaming gray
Took over with age,
Letting me acknowledge
The passage of time
And mutability.
RosyView 
Yes, those gray strands do get to all of us.They represent the realization of the passage of time.Can’t believe it is 2023 and one more year has gone….How many more do we have to welcome??I am in the cleaning, sorting mood now… going through the dressy clothes that occupy space for events that I no longer attend… so much in the past.ON TO THE FUTURE!Liz
Could not resist writing this.