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Getting Older

I cannot see what is directly in front of me. I can no longer conceal the hairs on my chinny chin, chin. My breasts still look fine, but I can no longer pretend those size ten jeans are mine. My hair is silver, with a lovely shine, but, grey hairs on my eyebrows?? Oh, No, they're not mine. Sweating profusely for no reason at all. All of a sudden feeling hot, without so much as a dirty thought. The upside is... I'm at home in my skin. I embrace my talents, My shortcomings too. I consider my success as, my beautiful girls, my work, my friends, and you.

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Suzanne Delaney

Date: 1/12/2018 6:51:00 AM

You go girl. Your smile lines are beautiful too. A cute and fun read. Hugs, SuZ

Jean Murray
Date: 1/12/2018 9:14:00 AM

Thank you Suzanne. The smile lines have gotten a little deeper since I wrote this about five years ago. To be honest, I think my breasts have shifted a little as well.

Viv Wigley

Date: 1/10/2018 1:07:00 AM

As long as all your bits are working, Jean, that's all that matters. Continue being lovely. Viv x

Jean Murray
Date: 1/10/2018 5:38:00 AM

Thank you Viv. I'll do my best.x

Line Gauthier

Date: 1/9/2018 10:11:00 PM

Congrats on your win, Jean. Good poem.

Jean Murray
Date: 1/10/2018 12:15:00 AM

Thank you Line. If you can't fight it, celebrate it!

Lu Loo

Date: 1/9/2018 7:48:00 AM

great poem lovely Jean! congrats :) -luloo

Jean Murray
Date: 1/9/2018 2:34:00 PM

Thank you Laura.

Eve Roper

Date: 1/8/2018 11:01:00 PM

Wonderful write, Jean, getting old is hell :) congratulations on your win.

Jean Murray
Date: 1/9/2018 4:29:00 AM

Thank you Eve.

Skat A

Date: 1/8/2018 10:07:00 AM

Jean, Congratulations on your win. HUGS ~SKAT~

Jean Murray
Date: 1/8/2018 11:28:00 AM

Thank you SKAT. An oldie but goodie? Just like me...

David Fisher

Date: 11/30/2015 8:22:00 PM

Your poem will stand the test of time, Jean. I think we're more at home in our skin because we have more of it, never mind the new wrinkly hiding places.

Jean Murray
Date: 12/1/2015 5:40:00 AM

I would love to write a poem about weight. I was eight stone on my wedding day. I am now thirteen. About two stone of that over the last two years. This God damn menopause. Funny thing is, I have never felt more sexy.

Kevin Leake

Date: 11/23/2015 2:50:00 PM

A brilliant write Jean, Humorous as well, I thing you got this down to a tee!!! Ageing is all part of growing up!! Best Wishes Kevin

Jean Murray
Date: 12/1/2015 5:42:00 AM

All I had to do was take a long hard look Kevin. I love to laugh at life. It's a bitch!

Maurice Rigoler

Date: 11/23/2015 2:41:00 PM

Love the honesty of this description of ageing. Also appreciate the humor – not easy to laugh at oneself when old. Thank you for reading the Sunday…Surfer. I wrote it some years ago but gave it more editing recently. Not a surfer myself, sports are a waste of valuable time in my book. Best to you in your writing endeavors. / M

Jean Murray
Date: 11/23/2015 3:53:00 PM

Funny thing about aging, you become more daring if anything. I thought I would wither without my beautiful daughters, now they have flown the nest. Instead, as we speak, I am lounging about in PJs, drinking wine and listening to Ocean Drive....UP LOUD!! AND, the telly is free should the notion take me. Yippee!!