Menopause

From the time we are born until the time we die, we are changing.

Not able to give a voice to the complaining.

Things grow in places there hadn’t been things before. Scary, hairy, sore.

Moods off. Height soars.

Voice scores.

Things level off. Your body rests.

You know what to expect.

Life flows.

Time grows.

Before long, age happens. Mood blackens.

My body. What is this?

Just when I was learning.

Mood swings.

Epidermis dry.

Night sweats.

Overweight – slow metabolism.

Painful EVERYTHING.

Air head.

Urine incontinence.

Sleep gone.

Exhaustion.

This is not bliss.

I’m told, things will level off again.

My body will become my friend.

Until that happens, everyday is learning.

Changes concerning.

So until the day arrives that this is over;

I will just have to wait for closure.