92-Year-Old's Poem About Aging Reminds Us All How We Should See Ourselves

"I asked my reflection, How did you get there?"

People always say that with age comes wisdom, and one great-grandmother's poem about learning to love one's inner beauty is just about as wise as it gets.

92-year-old Wanda B. Goines' poem, "The Gift Wrap & The Jewel," begins with her realizing how her reflection has changed physically due to aging:

"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?"

Kathryn Clausnitzer Wilson, Goines' caregiver, uploaded a video of Goines reciting the poem to Facebook.  She writes in the caption that she feels honored to care for the 92-year-old.

"My reflection’s eyes twinkled as she solemnly replied, 'You’re looking at the gift wrap and not the jewel inside.'"

Goines' oldest son, David Lance Goines, told The Huffington Post that his mother "is not long for this earth, and it delights her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren, as well as all those who know her and love her, that she is able to make a contribution to the world, even as she is leaving it."

As the poem continues, Wanda Goines realizes she must focus her attention on what's within, not what she sees in the mirror.

The final line, and her emotional response to reading it out loud, will break your heart:

"Then, when your gift wrap’s stripped away your jewel will be set free, to radiate God’s glory throughout eternity."

Be sure to listen to the full poem below:

"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 reflection's eyes twinkled as she solemnly replied, 'Y
ou're 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 be set free, to radiate God's glory throughout eternity.'"

(Poem transcribed by The Huffington Post)