If She Could Smile Again...

Now she lie still, feeling ill
Her body lost its youthful zeal
each suitor came, saw and conquer
"all is fair In love and war". She sobs
"she!" that's how it sounds; Don't you think she is now vile?

brown tooth,dim eyes; she is leaving her prime.
All hands at akimbo; she now walks
hoping to talk but all men scourge.
if time could be rewind, maybe she could smile again.
Scanfrost_poetry.