She approaches the podium,
body erect, manner assured,
outfit impeccable, she’s a ship
ready to launch.  Her voice
is strong, her style says money–
success, she’s accustomed
to the best.  She entrances
us all with her sly introduction
of her new beau, saying she
no longer reads from 8 to midnight.
We can only marvel at her intellect,
the depth of her knowledge,
her understanding.  I’m wondering
at her secret of youth–Pilates?
some magical well-spring of youth?
By the way, did I say, she’s 89?