Oh, my dearest vanity

vanity, worry, youth, beauty, old age

Oh, my dearest vanity.

Youth lives by

the hair blower

and the mirror.

so much vanity,

so much

burdened

worry.

when do we

learn it

does no good?

We cannot control how

the earth turns

nor if

and

when we

land

in a wheel chair.

despite us

wanting reality

to become otherwise,

life itself is change,

it’s letting go.

but, we want to

hold on to

our own

day to day

sameness

and routine.

from here

onward

where we go

no one knows.

for we

are never

promised

one

more

day.

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Author: Steven Humphreys

I have long been married and currently write posts every day about health and wellness and poetry. I have authored several books currently for sale at the popular outlets. I hope you like my blog finding my articles informative as well as entertaining. Feel free to let me know what you think. You can read more 'about me' on this site. Thanks for stopping by!

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