Innocence is Devoured

We are all connected.
The smell of chapstick & playdough.
Pillsbury Dough Boy has to go.

Tomorrow we will make a side trip.
Errands & appointments we can skip.
The right shade of purple & pink for my lips.

Some accessories are necessary.
The right heely shoes of styles do few.
Straight or wavy long hair.
About my appearance I always care.

I want to always look my best.
Hair, makeup, wardrobe, & all the rest.

To age older one day at a time.
Youth & my prime is no longer mine.

Liquid eyeliner to enhance & make finer.
Foundation to even the tone of my facial skin.

Mascara for my lashes.
Finding clothes that matches.
Some eyeshadow for my lids.
Revealing jewelry where it's hid.

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