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Self Portrait at 52

 
Menopausal Momma with your Hair a 'tumblin' down,

And Strewn about your temples

like a salt and pepper crown,

Did Time's advancing armies

destroy all your dreams and plans?

Erase your trace upon Life's page,

like waves do on the sand?

Menopausal Momma, I say don't you worry none,

No matter what they do or say,

No matter what Life THROWS your way,

You'll stay forever young!

 

 

 

 

Earl's poem

Earl's Poem