What Doesn't Kill You...

Looking at my image in the mirror today,
me thought it reflected a touch of decay.
Wrinkled skin and thinning hair turned grey
indicated the end was on display.

A thought suddenly came my way:
look not upon yourself with dismay;
remember you are but an imperfect popinjay
modeled from eternal heavenly clay.

Why not reverse this roundelay?
Out of dross create a bold bouquet.
Overcome yourself; be what you want to convey.
Create the values you wish to obey.

Search yourself to find the true you; say nay
to shallowness, conformity. Don’t avoid the fray –
struggle against a life of child’s play.
What doesn’t kill you will make you stronger, eh?