Vanity

poem

 

Vanity

 

The lady wept hot bitter tears

 but could not stay the passing years

She tried to hide the evidence

 and willingly spared no expense.

 

She bought the latest creams and pills

and lotions guaranteed to please

 But none of them could cure her ills

Because old age is not disease.

 

Her older sister wiser far

although she was particular

 about hygiene and cleanliness.

Also the way she chose to dress.

 

Was not afraid of getting old

 nor of the tales her wrinkles told.

 She said she’d earned them honestly,

displaying them triumphantly.

 

Old age is not an enemy

 you can accept it gracefully.

Or waste your money foolishly

 pursuing dreams that cannot be.

 

24-Jun-08

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Reviews

[Suhcej]

Your words will always sound beautiful and even more they speak of truth, you have a spectacular mind and you give birth to wonderful creations of art.
Thanks a lot for writing, and continue just the way you are.

[Suki]

Very true. I like this one a lot. Nice job ; D

[WordMaster]

Wonderful story line and well written

Age is a privilege not to be taken for granted