That she was very beautiful when she was in her prime
But with the passing of the years beauty lose out to time.
A well known local poetess she had her dreams of fame
But she too found out that writing verse can be a hungry belly game
Nowadays she doesn’t write poetry she has given that away,
Only a small minority who have made writing pay.
When she has gone to the reaper her verses may well live on
And though fame won’t be of use to her when the life from her has gone
She may be one of the many that fame came to too late
Some people not well known in life in death have become great.
She is an ageing poetess who of writing verse has tired
And though for forty years or even more she wrote like one inspired
The famed she craved for to her never came and her pen she put away
But some times the legend of the future the not well known of today.