Wanda B. Goines, at age 92 wrote this as she contemplated life.
THE GIFT WRAP & THE JEWEL
"I looked in the mirror and what did I see?
But a little old lady peering back at me
With bags and sags and wrinkles and wispy white hair
And I asked my reflection, how did you get there?
You once were straight and vigorous
And now you’re stooped and weak
When I tried so hard to keep you from becoming an antique
My reflections eyes twinkled and she solemnly replied
You are looking at the gift wrap and not the jewel inside
A living gem and precious of unimagined worth
Unique and true, the real you, the only you on earth
The years that spoil your gift wrap with other things more cruel
Should purify and strengthen and polish up that jewel
So focus your attention on the inside, not the out
On being kinder, wiser, more content and more devout
Then when your gift wrap’s stripped away
Your jewel will someday be set free throughout eternity...
By: Wanda B. Goines