the glory of vanity
The glory of vanity
This Saturday started well
I did my exercise, two toasts and coffee
Going to a café for lunch, elegantly driving
There, this, for winter- mild day
As I entered a person rushed in front of me
Opened the door wide, I thanked him grandly
But I felt old, is this the way people see me
At home when not compared to someone youthful
I dance in the living room and feel
Glorious, but outside, my feet are reluctant to
Lift from the ground
I wish people would see me then and not the doddering old fool
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