Don't fight it

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Today's napowrimo prompt asked us to take a word trail--to start with a word and that start exploring, using the thesaurus, dictionary, and/or rhyming dictionary. I started with the word "assuage" and then used a thesaurus and rhyming dictionary. I didn't know where I was going when I started, but here's what I ended up with:

There is no assuaging
aging.
There is no allaying
graying.
Impossible to mollify
when as middle-aged you
qualify.
Absurd to try to propitiate
as one watches the body
deteriorate.
Though surgery may manipulate,
to age one must
capitulate.
There is a certain depravity
in gravity.
Perhaps it is finally soothing
to have a face that’s long
past smoothing.
And possibly perfection
to throw off the deception
that we can stop
what started
at conception.
In youth there’s angst and sadness,
preserving it is madness.
Best to develop the facility
to find tranquility
in senility.