my first grey hair

my first grey hair

I gave a hard stare into the reflecting pool,
the white specks on it's surface.
Like a tall weed amoung creeping phlox
it came into my view
obtuse and smiling,
as if to say - I've got you now.
Rooted firmly at the bottom,
it stood up nearly erect
yet crumpled.
It looked like a tiny piece of fiberoptic cable
that had been mangled by a pomeranian.
I plucked it out and taped it
to the first page,
to begin the journey.