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Aging

The deep solace of my mind Is compelled to draw out The imperfections of my being I stand at the alter of faith, And beg for guidance. In this world of youth and beauty Arriving at my middle age With no more a perfect body or mind, Who is left to guide me? When the populace says No longer are you worthy To give opinions, your age makes you a fool And we are interested no more. Lynn Barany

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Richard Moriarty

Date: 8/27/2011 2:38:00 PM

I really understand this aging thing, but what the heck, it's all a matter of mind over tired body, keep on with the writes, it's what keeps us all young, Big

Peggy Montgomery

Date: 8/26/2011 4:52:00 PM

Our youth oriented society really sucks. We gorgeous women of a certain age have so much to offer and lucky the man or woman who removes the blinders and sees the truth. :) Loved the write, Lynn. Really resonated with me.

Lynn Hanna Barany
Date: 8/26/2011 5:05:00 PM

Thank you Peggy, yeah I'm with you.....clothes to fit barbie dolls, wrinkle cream advertised by 30 yr olds...it all sucks big time. We are far superior in every way, at least I try to tell myself that.