Family celebration for kin

and old friends of years past,

mainly unrecognizable with

rheumy poached-egg eyes,

strangely perfect teeth,

and features blurred by time.

 

But one unmistakable, last seen

sporting skin tight white jeans

oozing testosterone from every pore.

Striding down the main street

with his latest glam-girl in tow,

followed by envious or desiring glances,

and oh so well aware of this!

 

Still effortlessly straight-backed

the blond thatch now silvery grey.

Lawyer-togged in costly suit

to go with black winged shoes

more suitable for his wake!

 

Even if the blue has faded now, 

a twinkle in once sparkling eyes,

humour, arrogance, intelligence still there.

The years have been generous

although the gloss, alas, has gone