The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - An Old Woman
An Old Woman
The old girl didnít know that she had long lost her stuff,
Thought she was still a young gorgeous piece of fluff,
Dressed like a teenager in short colorful clothes,
To show off white boney knees, legs and even toes.
She smiled at the strangers who passed her in the mall,
Wobbling on her high heel shoes that made her too tall,
Unfortunately these moves were thirty years too late,
Belonged back when she could easily get herself a date.
Nowadays she generated glares of pious pity,
Her beauty had long gone and she wasnít even pretty,
And no one dared tell her to go and act her age,
As her sad attempts to attract admirers all failed.