Age-Related

On this day as I turn fifty-eight,
Some think I'm the young one,
Others think it's a prehistoric date!

I look in the mirror, and what do I see?
Is that my mother looking back at me??!!

I'm young, I'm old,
Depending on what I'm told.

Is it deception?
Or simply perception?

I guess on any given day, it just depends.
Right now, I'm just a person
Surrounded by good friends.

Sam