Poem -

No longer a pretty picture

Ageing

No longer a pretty picture

Looking through my window 
and catching my own reflection
I see someone old and diminished
who needs a youth injection 

Losing my sight, hearing and gums
and moving away from my youth
My self esteem totally shattered
as this is now my truth

Too many wrinkles to count
and deep crevasses in my cheeks
My 'not so longer' white teeth and
the odd orivice that leaks

Oh mirror mirror on the wall,
can you make me look young again?
Confidently, still without fear
like I did way back then?

I still aim to look pretty
and many days I do try
Yet other days it all seems pointless
and I just want to cry

I believe it should not matter
and that I should not care
But this seems hard at times when I truly am well aware

Age crept up on me softly
and never again went away
It came and took up residence
and was determined to stay

So, I must learn to love myself
but in a very different way
Love the inner me, my true self
where beauty has no sway 

Look at myself with other eyes
and in a different manner
Fly the flag for other things and 
carry a different banner

To age and wrinkles then I say
To years of learning and living
To experience and kindness
To being more forgiving

It isn't all that hard to learn
I don't think I need a lecture
but what I do have to realize is this 
I'm no longer a pretty picture

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Marion

Love this write. I too am no longer...'pretty'
and regardless how far we as a society have come( lol lol)  women are still judged on looks and treated accordingly. Personally I believe women are partly to blame for this, for always chasing fake beauty, always covering, filling and plumping, adding, removing etc etc etc, mostly starting in their twenties. Today if you have a wrinkle it's practically viewed as self neglect because all ages must banish all signs of ageing at all costs...for women that is. I have plenty of wrinkles and I don't give a shit. Luckily god made eyesight deteriorate directly in line with faces. Just don't look at yourself with strong light or your glasses on lol. Seriously, I am human and a woman too but when this shit used to start niggling I thought of my nan and how I would have hated it if she had looked 30 when I was 25!! The only way to stay young is to die young or forever live a life of plastic surgery, botox, fillers and worst....insecurity. x

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Patricia Robson

That is wonderful to hear and I thank you. I am finding it hard as my family have always been a lot about looks. Like you though, I feel there is much to be said about ageing gracefully and we are indeed our own worst enemies. It's all so skin-deep as well. Nothing worse than a beautiful woman or man who open their mouths and nothing but ugliness comes out, their beauty totally gone. We need to celebrate each and every age and be more supportive of each other. I'm sure if you lived near, we'd become good friends. I really loved your comment. 

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Marion

Patricia, next time you feel insecure or get a derogatory comment just remind yourself and them that each wrinkle is a gift...so many die far too young with the beautiful faces of angels that will never get the chance to age...people are shallow. PM me anytime, we can be friends...lots of us PM each other on cosmo...hugs x

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Patricia Robson

Dear Marion, you are really kind. What a wonderful thing to say and for me to hear, I'm very grateful. I've only just come back after not writing anything for years, I had nothing in me. So this is a lovely welcome back and your encouraging words are so sweet! How do you pm each other then? Out of interest xx :⁠-⁠)

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