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Vanity

The lady wept hot bitter tears
but could not stay the passing years
She tried to hide the evidence
and willingly spared no expense.

She bought the latest creams and pills
and lotions guaranteed to please
But none of them could cure her ills
Because old age is not disease.

Her older sister wiser far
although she was particular
about hygiene and cleanliness.
Also the way she chose to dress.

Was not afraid of getting old
nor of the tales her wrinkles told.
She said she’d earned them honestly,
displaying them triumphantly.

Old age is not an enemy
you can accept it gracefully.
Or waste your money foolishly
pursuing dreams that cannot be.

24-Jun-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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