Irene ClarkHogg Poems
- Nine Ages Of Woman Some say that three score years and ...
- Ashes To the North, near the far horizon, Where the wild ...
- Candlelight The candle burns, a steady flame that smoothes ...
- Faded Rose A fragile young rose is a flower of great beauty, ...
- Selfishness Is it selfish to cling to those who have gone? ...
- Art Of Poetry.......The Many teachers are destroying ...
- Concerning The Psychological I...
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Nine Ages Of Woman
Some say that three score years and ten
Count the life time of a man;
But I can beat him, I’m a woman.
I’ll reach one hundred if I can.
First I was an infant,
Screaming defiance from my bed,
Then my childhood, age of innocence,
Exploring life wherever it lead.
Throughout my youth I danced and sang
For music was my life,
But I gave up my freedom
When I became a wife.
Motherhood, a lifetime commitment,
I adored my beautiful boys.
At forty I threw out the tyrant,
And began playing with new toys.
I had lovers, not very ...