In the Mirror

I looked in the mirror
finding myself
in the morning

Lines on the forehead—
an aging face
peering back at me

Beard turning grey,
untrimmed, and
shabby

Moustache growing longer
covering my lips—
that might be
uncomfortable
for you to kiss

Tell me, my love—
what should I do?

Trim it, or
leave it—
it’s up to you