Some ladies
in black hats, and
red flowered
Green jackets,
have a way of entering a place,
making heads turn,
no matter their age.
Society teaches
to be envious of
beautiful young women,
with tight bodies,
forced smiles, and
unfulfilled vacant eyes…
Having been twenty,
thirty,
even forty and fifty…
Sometimes looking at
life through a
rearview mirror…
I’m sure,
given the chance,
I’m looking forward
to becoming
a beautiful lady…
…in a black hat and
red flowered green jacket.
All rights reserved. ©2009 by Sara Fryd
*Edith Kroschel & Nancy Friday (two hot babes in their 70s) and I flew from San Antonio to Los Angeles May 10, 1991. We kept in touch for about ten years by mail. When Edith went to live in a retirement home, she used to read my poems to the “girls” in the swim class while they were exercising in the water. Edith was a famous watercolor artist who was commissioned by the City of San Antonio to paint a picture of the Alamo. The photograph is of and taken by Jane Peland Hoover, my friend the poetic photographer. It never ceases to amaze me how creative and beautiful women become after sixty.
Awesome piece. Such a wonderful way of seeing other people. You truly have a gift, Sara.
What is that? It’s beautiful! This reminds me of that book “When I Grow Old I Shall Wear Purple.”
Yes–with age comes grace and wisdom, which is gorgeous in my book.
Oh, I love this. It makes me look forward to getting older. So far my third decade has trumped my second by a landslide. I will no longer approach my fourth with my foot on the brakes — instead I will glance in my rearview mirror.
While tyring to identifiy the artist of a small watercolor, I came across your poem. Please tell us more about Edith Kroschel or where more information may be found. Thank you kindly.
Well I’d say you got a gorgeous shot here, Sara. WOW.