Mama Right
One day
you will
wake up
and look in
The mirror
and say hey,
I looking old
just like my
mama told.
She said your
turn coming
you will be old
like me.
You'll see!
I held up my
arms
and took a look.
Wrinkly skin
just like
under my chin.
My hairs gray
by the way.
My face
Lots of brown spots
popping up.
I hav't to put on
lots of makeup.
I am even feeling it
Pain hits me here
and there.
If I have to go potty
something breaks free
I have lots all control
Of my bowels
you see.
Mama right
Again.
And so my
Elderly life
Begins....
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