What if being a raggedy old woman was the jewel in the crown?

What if it was ok to have a turkey neck?

What if it was desirable to have wrinkles?

What it was an accolade to look older?

What if it is ok to take up space in society as an older woman?

What if it is ok to be listened to while looking our age?

What if it is ok to be seen for everything we are and be accepted for it?

Not only accepted for it, to be honoured for it.

What if it is ok to be the Jewel In The Crown?