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.