Homage to Our Younger Days!

The softest skin that embraced our younger days

Our teenage years all by a longing thought

With the enthusiasm and bounce of a gazelle,

As inexperienced as a fish in a new pond.

Our twenties were full of dreams and goals

The smooth surface of our faces paved the way,

Energy and lust invaded our thoughts

With volcanoes standing tall for breasts,

The sparkle of clear eyes and a determined soul

Dreaming of reaching the possibilities of the unknown

Our thirties are all but a blur,

Taking for granted our youth by overworking days

Adding kids and endless duties to the weight of life

Happiness found in a microwave pizza box

With laundry baskets full and dishes up the sky

But I wouldn't have it any other way!

In our forties, we took a glance at the past

Realizing that we had traveled far,

Too busy to see the scenery along the way

Fighting to prevent our youth from slipping away.

While trying to make amends and correct mistakes.

In our fifties, we were hoping to know more.

With experience comes wisdom but uncertainty as well

The heat of the sun now resides within

The pebbles of sweat dripping even from our soul

The nights have become a dreamless land

Trying to keep at bay the ugly head of menopause.

We reluctantly but gratefully entered this milestone

Despite the efforts to stop the ticking clock,

Wanting to use the lessons gathered along the way

There is no hiding from the years painted on our face

Still holding tight to our younger days.

Eager and thankful for what comes next

The graceful gazelle in us is still alive and well!

Passionate and sexy despite the wrinkles earned along the way!