Doing The Best I Can

Doing The Best I Can

 

I know it’s vanity,

Know that I should not be using ‘I’ –

But there it is: my

Face, my eighty year old face. Trying

Hard to keep it pretty.

Well, keep it at, well – at all!

Poor face! It never knew

What was to come, a future

That seemed fixed when it was young

And cross-hatched free,

Now hung, spring sprung,

No longer springing back in place

When pinched. This face!

Yet, will is there to keep it nice.

(Well, nice as nice can be

at eighty).

Writing, having put on makeup,

Trying not to make a cock-up

Building in the sagging wrinkle,

Wrinkling sag, with twinkle

In my eye,

I say, for now, goodbye –

And sigh.

 

Doing The Best I Can 5.3.2015

Circling Round Vanities II

Arlene Corwin

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: