Gasconades & Glories

She is in the evening of her experience
The golden years with wear & tear
Tho beauty still lies within her looks
Crows’s feet & crumples are everywhere

Puckered out pleats,
Furrowed tiny tucks
Her aging skin is in denial
Forever in a flourishing flux

Oozing charismatic, character
Her timeworn face tells so many stories
Hidden is the secrets of a life filled with gasconades & glories

Focusing within the frailness of her hollowed glare
An epic adventurous personality
Hides unfolded amidst her stare

Impossible to blot out the bygone brilliance of her past
This little ladies ancestry of timelessness will last

She has written lines of her existence
Whilst her travels have trawled the wonderful, world
Completed volumes of vast, ventures
Memoirs from her childhood uncurled

From the cradle to the grave
A richness of remembrance
This wondrous woman’s stories 
An immortal legacy of evanescence