Life is a circle - a beginning - an end
At one, she sat on her potty chair
At five, her life was little girl toys
At ten, she thought she knew too much
At fourteen, she discovered boys.
At twenty, she was lost in sin
At thirty, creating a new life
At forty, work became her aim
At fifty, no longer a wife
At sixty, she began to fade
At seventy, she had thinning hair
At eighty, she had little time left
And sat in the corner on her potty chair.