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!!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2009
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