For the longest time <br />She stood and stare in the mirror <br />Murmuring and cursing it ain’t fair <br /> <br />Even though She knew She could change nothing <br />She stood there <br />And as if she hasn’t been breathing <br />She inhaled deep air <br /> <br />A friend told her it is just because she is tired <br />But she said, “No, my skin just expired.” <br />Throwing her hands from her face <br />Down to her side feeling weak <br />Her sweet strong voice so low <br />As she speak. <br /> <br />She said this is the time I change <br />My beauty has reached its peak <br />Now it is time to go down <br />To look like old, gray and wrinkled <br /> <br />24 October,05<br /><br />Konjit Berhane<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/change-15/
