As she lay back in the sand
Sun beating down on her glistening body
She reflected on how good life was
Over the years
She had gathered wealth
Here and there
A piece of gold, a bauble, a trinket
Pretty things...expensive things
The years had also been kind to her
She still had a body of a woman half her age
Toned and sleek from years of swimming
And a long golden mane
With highlights that sparkled
From years spent on the beach
Cobalt blue eyes, winning smile...
And not a wrinkle to be seen...
Of course she did have to watch
That she didn't get too much sun
Life was good indeed
She could probably still have
Any man she chose...
If only she didn't have a tail...
Dee Daffodil
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-only-57/
