To a Woman Approaching Her First Spring as a Fifty-Year-Old
So you just turnedfifty,
the big five-0!
Say it softly.
You don’t want your nosy neighbors
to know.
So you just turnedfifty,
the big five-0!
Say it softly.
You don’t want your nosy neighbors
to know.
How many times can a person reinvent themselves before there’s no original left underneath the paint?