I used to be beautiful
once upon a time easy on the eyes
I keep wearing face masks
not to protect against the virus, though
it’s a futile disguise
my youth is escaping
where’s my former face
complexion no longer
baby butt smooth
I see marionette lines in its place
©️poem by Darlene (BonjourDarlene.com)

Bonjour ! I’ll continue to write about my favorite French-inspired things, as well as books, chocolate, music, movies, and postcards, but to change things up a bit, I will also share a 50-word poem each day in the month of January!
These micro-poems are based on personal observations, pesky intrusive thoughts, and general anxiety about getting older.
About this poem: I’ve tried different products over the years, but my tried and true since I was a teen have been Noxzema for cleansing, followed by Sea Breeze astringent. (This is not an ad.)
Do you have any favorite skincare products?
Thanks for reading!
This poem is from my poem-a-day series (January 2024).


Love this. Aging is not a battle I’m handling with grace. lmao
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Thank you for saying that! 😊 Same. Remember one’s true beauty never fades! Enjoy your day.
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