“Elderly Woman “
As one that has always loved women;
as one that has always admired girls
then,
becoming older, women,
so often I have wondered of their thoughts
when gazed upon first by boys
then later in life by men,
and now,
beyond middle age
approaching “old Age” ...?
Though,
I must admit
I have always been,
when younger
and now older,
I have always been one
to look upon and so admire the
beauty of a passing,
when younger, girl and now,
as I am older,
the retained beauty
of an elderly woman.
Still...
Still I wonder how this passing woman
must feel when at one time,
when in her youth she was gazed upon
with wishful longing,
but now,
when beyond middle age,
when approaching “Old Age”
when now the admiring looks of men no longer come.
When once annoyed by the lingering looks of men,
this woman may have drawn her sweater tightly about
or her jacket closer side to side.
But now,
now beyond middle age,
now approaching “Old Age”
does this once youthfully beautiful woman miss
the admiring looks of the opposite sex?
As for me,
as for this older man,
as for this old man I still look longingly
at this elderly woman,
this elderly woman who has retained the
shadow of her once youthful beauty
and can, in my thoughts, imagine the
beauty of this woman in the days of her youth,
and will...
Occasionally I will approach
this woman that I do not know
with a smile and a gently,
sincerely said,
“You look lovely today.”
Then the smile upon the face of this
once youthful beauty, brightening,
would remove the years of this
beyond middle aged woman
would remove the years of this
approaching “elderly aged” woman.
©March 16/2014/ Mark M. Lichterman
hug
kathy
I no longer reject compliments, or am obsessed by the way I look. I once was told in my youth that the reason I didn't get a library job was because I was too good looking and would distract the male students! Lol
I think a lot to do with how we age is how we think about the subject...I don't expect to age negatively and I look after my health and body...nothing terrible has happened yet!
I am so glad you are happy..
My best wishes,
Diana...
Recently, I saw a picture of my great aunt with her three children when she was in her early 20s. With a long nose, she seemed rather homely in the pictures of the time. The two girls turned into stunning beauties in high school that made me embarrassed just see them when I was still just a child (love of my cousins at first sight?). A fourth child, a beautiful girl, was tragically hit by a car while leaving her school bus in front of her mother's view and has suffered lifelong brain damage. My great aunt's hair turned silver white upon that tragedy.
Long after my great uncle died, I often visited my great aunt and admired her beauty as she aged into her 80s. At one time she confided in me that, "That old coot is after me." But she never remarried.
Ron
heartfelt sensitivity and
compassion
that forever will stand here to rave about
the dignity, generosity and caring nature of
multitalented individual...in her own right
and time...when "age" becomes...an extent
of her virtues.
Love this poem to pieces!
the beauty that was once on the outside, forever dwells in the heart of me!
Kathy
Sandie :o)
budd