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Age
April 25, 2024
Age always goes up never down, age is a beautiful thing no doubt. You can’t touch, smell, or see it, but age is still there, the older you get the more burdens you bear. I know you want an example let me think. What about Ms. Schiller the old lady? She dyes her hair deep red to hide the red to hide the fact gray hairs sit on her head. She cries out in pain if her back aches a bit. Oh please, Ms. Schiller won’t you have a sit? Through all this, she is beautiful like age. One thing about them is they’ll never ever decay!
© Anonymous
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This poem was about my middle school teacher. The joke was we would call her old (only 27). She was really cool about it and would laugh. :)