Wondering what has become of life, knowing it is hiding
still, in shadows of yesterday.
Seeing roses, petals falling to the ground, sweet scents
now gone from their essence, because it's winter and they
have become dormant.
Changing and altering throughout this life, our minds and
bodies grow and age, we don't realize it, even as we stand,
sit or lie down within our bodies.
Being surprised one day in senior years when looking in
a mirror, seeing crow's feet by our eyes and wrinkles on
our faces.
Sagging breasts, skin and neck, now wondering how it
could've happened so suddenly - over night it seems.
Turning away, making resolutions to lose weight, tighten
our muscles and skin, yet walking further on, we forget
again, all these things that we vowed to do.
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