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The change.

September 20, 2016

A woman goes through changes
when she is growing older,
her mouth forgets to button up
and she just grows much bolder.


It starts when she hits fifty
or there or thereabouts,
she starts to act quite different
and don’t mention growing stout.


She used to be an angel
with patience by the bucket,
but now she doesn’t care at all
and often says “oh **** it.”


She suffers from hot flushes
that make her glow bright pink,
she splashes on cold water
in cup fulls from the sink.


Her mood swings like a yoyo
from gentle sweet and mild,
to a full blown volcano
she can be very wild.


And then there are the whiskers
that start sprouting on her chin,
she plucks them out with tweezers
and throws them in the bin.


She can be quite forgetful
it’s all par for the course,
but please don’t say you’ve noticed
she may hit you with full force.


And she might get quite sweaty
in the middle of the night,
but don’t try and awake her
or she may give you a fright.


Her hair might now lack lustre
and may look rather dry,
if she asks you what you’re thinking
It might be best to lie.


And if you’re feeling amorous
please approach her with great care,
because if she has a headache
she’ll accept that as a dare.


But please try not to worry
it’s just a passing phase,
it’s only for about five years
until you get better days!

©Jan Millward.

 

 

 

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