Wrinkles here, wrinkles there,
Squishy skin pops up everywhere.
Age is stamping all over me.
Wrinkles from the laughter,
Those ones I will take,
That turkey neck can go however,
But pile on the cake!
Go grey or try to dye it,
Why do I have to choose,
Leave my hair in all its glory, what do I have to lose?
Oh, yes! I can relate, especially to the “grey or try to dye it.” I love your rhyme and fun take on growing older.
Thanks! The grey hair battle, never ending.😁
The aging process, captured in humor and love. Well done.