She looked in the mirror
Then she started to
cry
She had seen her first
grey hair
She looked in the mirror
Then she started to
cry
She had seen her first
grey hair
When you finish the treatment
You feel like number
one
I would certainly
recommend it
Acupuncture is a jab
well done
The smog sits over Los Angeles
On another California
day
But when the smog
finally lifts
U.C.L.A.
An eminent professor thought
Her earthquake theory
was sound
But soon found her
knowledge
Was on very shaky
ground
With marriage she got a mixture
Of happiness and
stress
A husband and a
companion
And a new name and a
dress
Solitude is not a negative
That’s something I’ve
always known
And for the sake of
your sanity
Escape the combat zone
And once in a while
Spend some time alone
In my youth I looked fearlessly
At long distant hills
Squinting to bring
them into focus
With a feeling of
contempt
But old age has
quickly delivered me
To those once distant
hills
As now I stand before
them
And I am fearful
Feeling contempt for
myself
For not embracing
every step
Along that short journey
But its only idle
reflection
And regret is useless
For the hills are no
longer distant
And now the race is
almost run