Changing Of A Woman

She once used them to tease And then for a man to please, Then, them her child did seize Now they hang to her knees. She use to wear a short skirt With her high heels as an advert, She loved to walk as to flirt Now her legs they always hurt. As a brunette she felt a delight Sometimes she'd have a highlight, She would change color from dark to bright Now her hair is all white. To show off her body she got a tat I think maybe of a simease cat, Her arms toned and her stomach was flat Now it is hidden, as she says now she is fat. Like all beautiful females Hers were manicured with great details, They are a woman's cure to a depression that ails Now they are just broken nails. She gained a couple dress sizes Sadness and regrets now arises, Her looks in the mirror she criticizes Now, she happily exercises. Randy L. McClave