Creeping up
Need more KY,
Getting older and dry,
My boobs are droopy and saggy.
As my stomach inflates
My thighs wobble more and are saggy.
I’m stiff and I’m cold
(Or so I’ve been told)
And ‘headaches’ have now increased.
But still want a cuddle,
Tho’ my heads’ in a muddle~
Oh! Just leave me in peace!
My hormones are raging
And losing my dignity.
Still wearing my jeans
But don’t spill the beans
My size is bigger than it used to be.
And now my good hearing
Is fast disappearing
A kip in the afternoon.
An early night
Unread books by the light
Older age creeping up too soon.
Linda Lawrence
10th May 2005