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the word itself says
'I'm possible'! ”
Audrey Hepburn
What is going on with me?
I sort of wish I knew,
I sort of DO know,
I sort of DON'T care.
My Cathedral
Maybe it's the impending
( L O O M I N G )
"Big Birthday."
My Mom was (still is)
beautiful as a model,
Hair, Makeup, Clothes.
So I rebelled, by being
the girl in leather
riding a motorcycle
back before it was chic.
Mrs. Peel, Honey West
and me,
we invented it!
(At least for the late 20th Century,
and there were other acolytes,
of course. Yeah, I'm talking to
YOU, Pat Benatar)
So here I am, a retired
"Young Wild Womyn"
Thinking I'm washed-up,
that my glow is gone.
When all of a sudden
I'm starved for color:
on my lips, nails,
and back (front too).
A few months ago,
I wore (essentially)
the same uniform
everyday:
Cargo/carpenter shorts,
Chinatown T-Shirt
to conceal
my shape.
Throw on a helmet,
jump on the scooter:
Cest Moi.
Now I wouldn't be caught
DEAD dressed like that!
And yes (thanks Gwyneth)
you CAN wear a cute dress
on a scooter.
This is a resort area.
Our visitors enjoy dressing up.
Now so do I -
I don't know why.
But it's working
with my usual benevolent
s m i l e
to make of my world
a happier, warmer place.
People seem glad
to see me (yes see).
I'm a frequent flyer
at Sephora,
and even got a
salon cut (found a genius).
Daryl calls it "Beautifying"
I call it a lovely mystery.
I'm not as old as I thought.
Just ask the pleasant men &
women too,
that now seem to smile
at me daily.
What a world!
DON'T PRE - AGE
YOURSELF!
I love you too much for that.
Thanks for being a dear -
for visiting us here - cloudia
