Aging in Slow Motion

She saw a wrinkle on her face
and some gray hairs on her head
she complained to Mother Nature
that growing old was just not fair.
The next thing she knew
she was covered with salt
and permanently set in stone.
Now aging in slow motion
not one more word is said.
Be careful.
It happens.         ~ms                         (Photo taken at Luray Caverns, VA)  

About Mary Strong-Spaid

You can find me any time wandering around in my own mind gathering thoughts.
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