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Growing Old - LaTesha Monique


Her beauty

Deep within against time withstands

Ageless

The youth of yesterday within her hands


Wrinkles recreate her,

Lines etched across her face

Masterpiece

Artistry that memories retrace


Her hair

Silver as a dime

Platinum

She’s lived enough for three lifetimes


She moves with wisdom

Navigating at her own pace I’m sure

A mile in her shoes

Grounded in lessons learned that she endured


Graceful as can be

A woman growing old

A woman of strength, of beauty, of dignity.

Forever graceful, ageless soul




LaTesha M💋nique


© Latemoni 2024


This poem will be featured in “Latemoni: The Anthology” due to release later this year.

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This poem is appreciation for growing older. Thank you for this I'm 63 and now i feel 33 hahahahaha

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