Haunted and Glowing

Verse 1 She keeps her creams in a velvet pouch, Bought a red light mask from a homegrown grouch, Laughs at herself in the morning glass, Says, “I ain’t young, but I’ve got class.” Chorus She’s haunted and glowing, fierce and fine, Wears her age like a mountain pine, Roots run deep and branches wide, Storms may howl, but she won’t hide. Verse 2 She don’t chase youth, she’s got its bones, Dances in the kitchen when she’s all alone, Says, “They sold me lies, and I bought the set— But now I’m older, I just forget.” Chorus She’s haunted and glowing, bold and bent, Living each hour like it’s heaven-sent, Silver hair and a coyote grin, She lost the map, but she’s walkin’ in.