Ladies, you can commiserate
Effects you hate
Aging is tough
You’ve see enough
Your youthful look now has faded
You look jaded
Wrinkles abound
Waist's bigger 'round
Your store list has Depends 'n Tums
Have doldrums
Energy slump
Botox to plump
Your memory harbors passions
Now on ration
Laugh when you speak
You'll start to leak
You used positions with your mate
Now can't relate
Stiffness is in
You, but not him
The worst thing is the outside view
For me and you
It all heads south
False teeth in mouth
But be grateful and full of glee
God's gift you see
Enjoy each day
The carefree way
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Author Notes
If you think aging is bad, think of the alternative!
A Minute Poem is a poem that follows the "8,4,4,4" syllable count structure. It usually has 3 stanzas that are exactly the same. So: 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4; 8,4,4,4 syllables.
A traditional Minute Poem has 12 lines total. It has 60 syllables. It is written in a strict iambic meter. The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabb, ccdd, eeff.etc
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