Becoming invisible

after talking to a lot of women
in my age group,i have come to
the conclusion that from age 55
to maybe 70 you are invisible to
the public.

i think that you could walk into
fort knox and walk out loaded
with cash and get away with it
after all nobody would see you.

if you don't believe it just try
to get a shoe salesmans attention
or that guy at the super market
the one that stocks vegetables
he walked right past me and into
the back of the store while i
was trying to ask him a question

baby showers,bridal showers,same
thing oh you get invited to all
of those even if they don't know
you they need the gifts.
they don't want you in their conversations,if you do say
something and try to join in
they look at you with vacant
eyes,smile sweetly,nod their
heads and keep talking.i have
seen a lot of older women who
never smile, are bitter and mean
and now i know why.

they spent their whole lives in
service to everyone else.raising
kids that never leave home.
if they do leave they send their
chldren to live with you.

still at the stove trying to
figure out what to cook for the
ingrates who don't show up to
eat it until well after the
freshness date runs out anyway

i am raising one of my grandkids
in senior year now,been here
since junior high.has to wear
her hair long and pulled over to
one side to cover the phone that
is permanatly attached to the
side of her head.

instead of retreats,bingo with
my pals,its graduation dresses,
rings,photos,proms,financial aid
and hope.hope that she won't
one day end up back here with a
bundle for me,so she can go away
and find herself.

now something else comes along
menopaus,crying at the drop of
a hat,feeling like you are going
crazy.gaining weight,face hair,
everything on your body decides
to give up and go south.finally
hormone replacements.(take them
they saved my life)

well now i'm big as the goodyear
blimp.give me another dounut
nobody notices me anyway.
then it's impossible to cross
your legs.if you drop something
on the floor you just wait until
someone comes home to pick it up
for you.grunting and holding
your breath will not tie your
shoes. thank the lord for velcro

feeling like a big lump of crap
and takeing up space that could
be better used by someone useful
and attractive like you once
were.hopeing that when the time
comes that i'll just drop dead
on the spot and not be bitter
and mean.

i want to thank youall for
listening to this rant,i have
been haveing a bad hair day for
more than ten years now.

listening to me, yeah right