We Live From Birth To Grow To Pass On Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Why does aging become a mystery,
And has become despised...
By the ones expected to do it?

We live from birth to grow to pass on. Period.
Some try to rush through this process,
With beliefs they should receive...
Their wants to feed needs as quickly as possible.

And others have this insatiable desire,
To appear as if they are 'twenty' for the rest of their lives.
Facelifts, implants and enhancements periodically done,
Has become big business.

Even Mother Nature has 'Her' hands on hips wondering,
'What is it that I do those folks on Earth do not get?
I'm the one that does the effective make-overs.'