There Is Far More To Her

 Just another aged person to you she seems to be

But to her there is far more than you do see

You are looking at her through your ageist eyes

But you too will grow old though this you do not seem to realize

Her praises by the community may never be sung

But she raised her three children on her own when her husband died young

Her eldest son in his early twenties a brave young man

Was brought home in a body bag from the war in Vietnam

Of the happy and sad times in life of she has known

Seven times a great grandmother she lives on her own

In her mid nineties though frail looking well for her years

One more of the town's unsung old dears

A woman who is ageing in a natural way

She does not use anti ageing creams or hair dyes for to cover time's grey

In her twilight years quite independendent of her one can say

She walks on her own in the park every day

A beautiful, kind and compassionate woman she has lived a long time

Long before you were born she was in her physical prime

There is far more to her than you make her out to be

In your ageist eyes mature beauty you cannot see.