Thursday, March 19, 2009

aging gratefully

What does it mean to age gracefully
Stand on my tiptoes
While I sag endlessly?
Smile as my neck makes a
Bee line for the ground
Picking it up, when there’s
No one around?
Wondering where my once pouting lips went
And all the money on lipstick I spent?
Seeing my waistline spread like oleo
Oh hourglass shape where the#@#$ did you go?


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I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings