About the Time I Started Writing Poems

Once upon a time, my hair was colored blonde. I shed some weight and, as if by magic, kept it off for a few years which were as golden as my hair. My children had barely left the nest, but many new things occupied my time. I took a cruise, saw Rio with a friend, learned to belly dance and play guitar! Golden times are fleeting. One day my processed hair crumbled. It literally crumbled, like straw, in my hands, about the time I started writing poems. Not my best, PD, but one that I am fond of. I think I have exhausted using my ones I consider the best!!