Lamenting the Beauties of Yesteryear

They were the beautiful flowers
in the celluloid Hollywood fields.
Actresses I saw in so many movies
and all the time on television screens.

It seemed they’d be eternally beautiful
and young and lovely forever.
Now some of them are dead.
Now all of them are old.

And the beautiful flowers
in the celluloid Hollywood fields
have wilted into nondescript
elderly women whose looks
have faded away so much
you would never know how
amazingly beautiful they were
when they bloomed in the movies
and on the television screens.

Though the demise of their beauty
is just the natural effects of aging
and all flowers eventually fade,
it saddens me just the same.

Bob Boyd

BobBoyd

Author: BobBoyd

Age 80. Cancer survivor since 3 years ago. Work out 3 times a week. Ride my exercise bike 2 hours a day. Live a solo reclusive life. Retired a year ago from working with the elderly in a nonprofit. Started writing poetry a little over a year ago; most poems I write are fictional but some are not. Spiritual with a permanent spiritual experience. Write poems on many subjects. Always researching for many of my poems and because of my unquenchable thirst for knowledge. After reading and hearing about many near death experiences and death bed visions, I believe death is the ultimate awakening and the relocation of a lifetime. You may believe differently, but you have the right to be wrong -- I'm just messing with you. :-)

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