Here's a poem forwarded by Fuller Brush Rep Linda Mann   (Author unknown):   

Gentle Hugs!

When I was in my younger days, 
I weighed a few pounds less, 
I needn't hold my tummy in 
to wear a belted dress. 
   
But now that I am older, 
I've set my body free; 
There's comfort of elastic 
Where once my waist would be. 
   
Inventor of those high-heeled shoes 
My feet have not forgiven; 
I used to wear a five and a half, 
and now I wear a seven. 
   
And how about those pantyhose- 
They're sized by weight, you see, 
So how come when I put them on, 
The crotch is at my knees? 
   
I need to wear these glasses 
As the prints were getting smaller; 
And it wasn't very long ago 
I know that I was taller. 
   
Though my hair has turned to silver 
and my skin no longer fits, 
On the inside, I'm the same old me, 
Just the outside's changed a bit.