~You are only as old as you feel
Copyright ©2009 Dawn Kilby
She used to be a ballerina; Always received second glances,
had two, beautiful, well-mannered kids and was loved so dearly.
Every wrinkle and gray hair adorning her aged existence
symbolizes her journey through life's gifted beauty.
She still twirls to the melodious rhythm of her heart.
"I am blessed as she dances every morning on my first break."
She still turns heads; Elderly men love to listen to her sing.
"At any given free time, I witness gentlemen crowding 'round her."
She still has two, beautiful, well-mannered kids.
"After I clock out for the day, she kisses them on their cheeks."
She's still loved so very dearly; "Even when she doesn't notice."
"Everyday, I tell her I love her...until tomorrow sweetie."
She is my reason for what I do, so willingly.
Her name: Violet Morgan.
"She's ninety years old..with the heart
of twenty-five year old woman."


Comments: 29
OMG; you have dug out all my old poems while my net was down. Hee Hee.
This and that of them and us
This is your best yet -- only a person like you, who's an angel to others, could write this.
Ku, this is Dawn's, all the way through, :)
Dawn, You are Featured in the group, Our Memorys, with many thanks for posting this there so I could feature it.
Marilyn