Steve Eng Poet Verse

Etchings

Years arrive and leave, 
Winters roll and weave
Lines around your eyes
Making you look wise.

Wise enough to know 
Every wind to blow
Leaves its time and trace 
Furrowed in your face.

Lines of love and grief,
Hate and disbelief,
Rage, and loyalty, 
On your face to see.

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Charmaine Chircop April 29, 2009 at 10:46 PM th cycle of life,growing older getting wiser,im turning 32 tomorrow,its nice to read this poem,i can look at growing older in a positive way;-),you gave a brilliant description of our life taking its toll-wonderfully penned---charma