Say What:Over the Hill
Nothing more tragic or comical, than to think life ends at fifty.
So terribly brainwashed...really!
A sag here, a wrinkle there, proves you lived a long life.
To an old dame, like me, I celebrate life, it's beautiful and nifty.
The mirror reflects the outer you, not a big deal, really.
Unless you are drunk on your body, poor you, strutting about
conceitedly!
So what have you done for someone else today?
Have you made a difference to someone in any way, or areyou
running to the store for yet another jar of Oil of Olay?
If all we are is our bodies, a very sad state of affairs.
Let's get off the "gotta be young train" and instead grow
truly, spiritual and compassionate brains!
June 10, 2020
9:30 pm PST
Poem # 1,233
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