It's actually her autumn
her feelings at the bottom
hair starts greying
then begins falling

Wrinkle appears
youthfulness disappears
piles of fat not hidden
now in places forbidden

Men stopped staring
attention, she's despairing
sometimes a guy'd whistle
but only in comic dismissal

Irritation sets in
menopause's the thing
things don't go as planned
no one seems to understand

Her man is busy
workload makes him dizzy
kids quite grown
always on the phone

Friends just a handful
gossiping an earful
TV gets boring
same Saas Bahu mourning

Kittys fail to impress
only manage to depress
her kids well educated
outings get limited

Zero balance in bank
savings all shrank
her knee creaks
her fear shrieks

The doctor visits
his fees four digits
her pain gets worse
life's now a curse
she realizes the hues
of middle age blues!



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