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A Mother’s Reflective Rant

Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled

​”Never take seriously the Mirror’s image of old, embrace your heart’s reflection, for that’s where your youthfulness resides”. TM

Would like the return of longevity, while confronting the aspects of gravity.

A winning effort shown,

for reduction in weight.

Envisioning the youthful years,

of my hour’s shape.

To rely upon a wishing well’s promised truth,

by drinking hastily,

from the mystical fountain of youth.

Anxious to rub a lamp, to witness it’s proof, upon releasing a Genie to see if it’s true.

My 1st wish, is earlier wisdom obtained,

2nd, that every black hair, fought hardest to remain.

3rd, Hmm, to have kept my sweet sensual voice, upon hollering,

going hoarse,calling after my boys.

In a breeze I use to run up and downstairs,

great balance, no sprains, loss of breath, or care.

Desire the continued smoothness of my milk bathed skin, free of oils, and creams to conceal…

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