Willow Wisp As They Age, They Engage
Age frightens the once beautiful
Her only reminders being photos long since passed
For there was a time when her sultry hair would not gray
A period she rekindles fondly,
Recalling upon her ways of frolicking through society
So well sprayed and kempt
Randomly selecting stallions to provocatively tempt
And hope with a sheer intensity
That her cradle will be occupied
Swaying with sweat and heat
Praying to be remain dignified
But modernism has collected her
Picking at her skin and shape
Caused her bones to brittle and her nerves to elate
But this fact of aging she defies
Through artificial activities
And endless strenuous primping
Enhanced for festivities