Wake up to a face
Your face
The current face
Not the face you remember
Memory can distort reality
Reality is a bucket of ice water
Even the eyes change
Once showed hope is now resigned
Truth is
It is not the face that is disheartening
It is the day
The states you are no longer spring flower but an autumn bloom
Both have their time in the sun
Soaking up the attention they garner
Yet the autumn bloom will get a glance
The spring flower will get the gaze
hello beautiful Fia I’m glad I no longer get gazes I wrote a poem about that I’m waiting to post it…it’s titled invisible…I don’t feel old even though I’m fifty six and the world wants to tell me I’m old…no she is not old just no longer a teen… great write ❤️
Thank you Crimsin. I find it crazy. 30 is old in the 1800’s. 😆
This is a great write.
The reality is we all age. It’s not so bad.
But realizing that comes with wisdom and learning to embrace the life you’ve lived and where you are mentally.
I’m happy at 51. You couldn’t pay me to be in my thirties.
Hell no. Hahaha
I agree. Being in my 50’s to. I don’t want to go back
Powerfully penned, Fia. Excellent write that we can all relate to my friend. I’m happy where I am, don’t wanna go back in time. lol. Nicely done. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
Thank you Damian. There are lesson I have learned at that age that I do not need to relive it.
You have touched upon a very important topic with your beautiful and meaningful poem, dear Fià. Unfortunately, our Western society is obsessed with a cult of youth. In other cultures, by contrast, older people are more likely to be associated with wisdom and life experience. Fortunately, the ‘army’ of women who are not buying into this youth cult based on outward appearances is growing larger and larger. We only age in years, but we mature in terms of our life experience and our wisdom; our faces reflect the beauty of a life well-lived.
Here’s to us older women!
Here, here Sappho. Thank you for reading;))
My sister casually announces she’s fat from time to time and she’s smaller than me. Throws the brain when someone declares themselves to be in a deficit but they still have more than you. I find it funny that I’m actually more content with my aging than I was in my youth. Guess it’s what we take from the life we live. Good write, Fia
What got me is the announcement of I’m old. Not a grey hair, laugh lines nothing. Me being me I said I must be decerped. lol
She caught on. But damn. Thank you Willow