Beauty Life Love and Time
Midnights gazing into her vanities mirror while as finishing
Her beauties final brushing, and trying to somehow remember
Was it here or was it there and when was it exactly
That she first noticed the timeline wrinkles about her eyes???
She tried to smile as her daughter walked in but she could only
Began to cry knowing that, reflections, they never lie....
As the phone then rang and it was her sister upon the other end
And they shared their tears; beauty in thighs like time ~
Made this bed, wherein they both now lay and, turning
Towards her daughter whom stood silent she said
Bring me my favourite flowers dress and a glass of wine
Tonight, I'm going to be a princess again; left waiting for....
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....“The Prince of Time” *
Copyright © John Rhinem | Year Posted 2012
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