Mother Nature and Father Time
Are such a spiteful pair
Together they commit bad crimes
Of damage beyond repair
Like vandals they have stolen youth
And beauty from our lives
My body it now shows the truth
As middle age arrives
It’s evident in my spreading hips
That once was slim’s now fat
That pair have taken both my lips
And made them thin and flat
They’ve stolen all my copper hair
Just like a common thief
It’s all become a sad affair
They’ve even got my teeth
I must assume that Ma and Pa
Don’t need us to survive
No need to be attractive now
Just glad to be alive!
copyright Victoria George
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So very well put. Alas this poem is so true, and it happens to us all. An excellent poem. Tango.