woke this morning to find youth had fled
left gazing at a more mature woman instead
the same sparkly blue green eyes twinkled
but character lines are etched and wrinkled

the heart still young but the body slowing
why had youth deserted unknowing
greyed too young from child protection dread
henna transformed me into a sassy red-head

aging naturally renders me invisible
but the alternative is unthinkable
sorry but it does leave me cynical
I am grateful my life is so liveable

don’t leave it too late
or sit waiting for fate

no time to be sedate
this is the best state

for invisibility allows more 
flexibility to address my core
purpose, it opens the door
I have more time to soar


wrote this ages ago … no idea why I didn’t post it!