Why can’t you see where your beauty lies?
Not in your body but within your eyes
Lost in confusion of how things were
Desperate for times of youth, of hope
Eternally wanting what you can’t have
Stop and ahead of you, there’s more to see
The beauty of knowing how far you’ve come
Why waste your life on what once was
And miss out on what could be
Beautiful middle aged woman
You are a joy to see
But only when you choose to be
Much more than your body
Much more than your hair
Eventually you will realize that people don’t care
They love you for what you bring to their life
As a mother, a sister, a daughter a wife
Embrace your new body and rest your tortured soul
Beautiful middle aged woman, your time is now
written by Diane Corriette
