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Work It
I was transformed
when I turned sixty-two.
It was effortless, really.
I woke up and another year
was spread across
the end of my bed
like a satin robe...
soft, silky.
I slid into one sleeve,
then the other,
pulling the smoothness
up around my nape
as it whispered
sweet nothings
in my ear,
"You've been expecting me,
I am here."
Yes, Sweet Sixty-Two.
You belong to me, now, Girl.
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Last few words:
Getting older? I got this...
Editing stage:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Lavender
Tue, 2020-07-07 07:41
Hi, Teddy
'Easy to wear.' Sounds like a good T-shirt slogan!
Thank you for reading and your generous comment!
L
Geezer
Tue, 2020-07-07 07:13
I wish...
that it was that easy for me. You make it sound like it was a party before you even got out of bed. I really liked the personification and the ease of believing it spoke to you. Nice job. ~ Geez.
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Lavender
Tue, 2020-07-07 07:53
Hello, Geezer
Ha, ha! It's all going a bit too fast now, so I'm going to hang on for the ride! (As long as I don't pull a muscle.)
Thank you!
L
Lavender
Tue, 2020-07-07 15:12
Hi, Jerry
This was actually written last year and I am well on my way to 63! Covid caused me to take an early "retirement", but I think of it as more of a journey upward and onward. Poetry is one of the major players, for certain. Thank you for reading and bringing your great sense of humor!
L