Poem; I missed the boat....

I don't look in the mirror any more,
I know what I have in store.
Those wrinkles underneath my eyes,
That greying hair,
Of 76 years of care.
Sometimes I wonder when I see,
Those beauties on Television screen,
Was I missing when the looks
Were dolled out?
They say that beauty is skin deep,
That may be true,
But now it seems beauty and body
Are everything!
Does it mean nothing that my
Heart is in the right place?
And I try not to let people down,
Or try to frown on them.
So, I don't use the mirror anymore,
have never been vain,
But, can I be beautiful next time
I come back to this earth again?

Augustine Nash.