1977 silver Corvette,
A stacked pyramid perm
Purple bows in my hair
Plethora of bright colored clothes
Fuzzy pink seat covers
Never unnoticed
A million days have passed
Sinking into the background
With Black dresses
Excess pounds
A bold piece of jewelry
A few fake
Colored hair extension
Reminding me
Of another time
And who I used to be!
What a fabulous poem. Great 3WW! The words seem made for each other.
ReplyDeleteOMG....can I ever relate to this post! Sometimes I look in the mirror and wonder who the hell I am now! I think you and I were much the same as younger women. Your description sounded like me!
ReplyDeleteI think I saw you!
ReplyDeleteMy daughter has had a thing for those cars since she was little. hope one drives your way soon.
ReplyDeleteYou are still who You used to be Sherrie... You're just able to express her
ReplyDeleteviews more wisely and thank God WITHOUT Purple bows!
Mine wasa white corvette and huge hair, i love this post. However we both know today is it babybeeeeee today. Whatever you are doing know you matter.
ReplyDeleteANd i am loving all the gorgeous pics of your family.
Love love love you
ANg
Good use of the words. Like tone of the piece. Thanks for the read.
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