Defying Facial Mask
Amid disdain of society’s mask
That curse of age questioned like it was dearth
We hide real image, afraid to be asked
Allowing fashion to control our worth.
Youth’s potion sells high on retail market
Fools we are, wasting hours for vain signs,
Defying true beauty to walk the red carpet
Instead of giving love to life that shines.
So what if few laugh lines are more cherished
Age is a treasure relishing more thrills,
Exploring new joys ripened to nourish
The raw passion raging through seasons’ chills.
What's facelifts for when heart can wonder
How to fight for a cause and seize new dreams,
When bold trials are baked in fire’s hunger
Chasing stars at thirty, ready to steam!
Nancy Jones' Contest:
This is How Life Feels When You
Get to Be My Age
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