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Fighting the Age Battle

Although I vowed it wouldn’t happen, Age is creeping up on me. All my friends are now great-grandmas. I don’t know how that can be. My beautician and I decided To stop coloring my hair. We had both of us forgotten What shade was hiding under there. Imagine her excitement And indeed my great dismay That what ever hue had been there Had completely gone away. Now my friends are sympathetic. They think I must have had a fright, And it was so terrifying It turned my hair white over night. Written 3/27/13

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Donna Jones

Date: 4/12/2013 7:40:00 PM

Congratulations Joyce..Donna

Seren Roberts

Date: 4/9/2013 6:02:00 PM

congrats Joyce....Seren

Tim Ryerson

Date: 4/8/2013 3:21:00 AM

Funny stuff Joyce!...Reminds me of the old joke...'She's not really going gray, just pre-maturely pink'...Congratulations - Tim

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/7/2013 6:26:00 PM

Joyce, you did well in Susan's "AGING" contest. Congratulations:-) take care~LINDA

Hidden Sister

Date: 4/7/2013 1:12:00 PM

So funny yet scary at the same time. My greys multiply daily. Great read

Voahanitriniaina Rabary-Andriamanday

Date: 4/5/2013 7:33:00 PM

Congratulations on your win, dear Joyce! This is a very pleasant poem to show that aging people like us never really get old: we have lots of smiles and hearty laughs and humour for any painful attack from the enemy; and we've seen and overwhelmed much heavier deceptions than just aging! We are survivors; and not the weakest ones! Thanks for sharing! Love, Hanitra

Delysia Hendricks

Date: 4/3/2013 1:13:00 PM

hahaha. Nice one, Joyce. The years have been none too kind to me as well. No mind. I'm not that much bothered about my looks. I miss my good eyesight and energy. Well done, Joyce. :)