It Sucks

IT SUCKS!

I wake up, the sliding wardrobe door is open
And I see a pair of four inch, pink, stiletto shoes;
I cant throw them away, 
They remind of the day,
When dressed up with mates,
We went on our dates,
Feeling and looking, like young Lady Muck's
Now, we are all old, arthiritic ducks
And you know what?  It sucks!

I look in the mirror and brush my hair
Blonde now to hide the white egg-smashed looking roots;
And taking a chance,
I hazard a long glance,
I recognise the other,
I've turned into my Mother!
Seems like these years of flux, turned us all from swans to ducks,
And you know what?  It sucks!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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James Avatar
September 10, 2020 at 1:21 PM
lol this made me smile, a good fun read and one I relate to very well lol Emilia : )
Lever Avatar
April 24, 2021 at 11:11 AM
Thank you emilia, your comments are much appreciated.
White Avatar
August 7, 2020 at 7:51 PM
Hahaha, they say age is like wine it tastes better with time so just smile and think that when you look in the mirror:) JL, kelli
Lever Avatar
August 8, 2020 at 4:50 AM
HA HA HA, YES kELLI It comes to us all unfortunately! My daughter has been warned, she will turn into me. ha ha ha. Thank you for your comment, appreciated.xx
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