Tag Archives: growing old

A Study: The Economics of Dying

  Vegetables don’t feed flowers The way a body will. A legacy of “I Was here, too.” Grown from decay, Wilting again A hand-picked bouquet. Advertisements

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My Mother’s Hair Lies

About her age But the creasing Around her eyes Reveal 10 children And bills due 30 years of marriage. Her hair Shines in the sun Her lines Crinkle With laughter.

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