Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Sher at 64
she probably never imagined being 64,
hearing those words in a new way,
"will you still feed me, will you still need me,
when I'm 64", I never imagined her being
64, or imagined her sitting across from me
on that day, exactly that day when she turned 64.
she doesn't look 64, blonde, cheekbones an
actress would die for, her tailored shirt open at
the neckline, her necklace dangling down a
tasteful distance, no need to answer those questions,
the responses are obvious, yes and yes, but
she's too busy being beautiful, smart and
64.
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