it comes with age

long ago,
when everything was new & fun
she thought of herself as the chosen one
brains
beauty
people to love
a plethora of blessings raining down from above

life intruded
like Job, times got tough
she began to doubt if she was smart enough
lies
hatred
infidelity
a landscape altered by jealousy

was the mirror dirty?
mere soap scum & grime?
eye bags
wrinkles
jowls
what looked like a liver spot
no longer would she be branded “hot”

but it’s cool
she’s reached a perfect plateau
she’s mastered goin’ with the flow
her beauty may have faded
but her brain is still there
reminding her daily of all those who care

copyright © 2016 KPM

it comes with age

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