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A rainy dayA glommy woman.
I sit and ponder of springs last blooming.
Now the Fall rains and dark skies have settled.
Something deep inside I have longed for all Summer.
I was once a Summer Time Girl
Flaxen hair and shining eyesand a tan so golden.
Now my age is showing.
Looking into my 40s and still wishing I was 20.
The crows have decided to sit at the corners of my eyes
And the laugh lines are now showing there is no diguise!
I look like a mom and act like one too!
Where has my youth gone?
What about you?
Do you feel the same when you look in the mirror?
Or are you proud of what you have become?
I feel like my life is finished.
I am done.
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