Facts We Face

Faces tell a story of a different kind The eyes behold a thing of truth In sadness and in youth Eyes that light up with a smile Sparkle in a moment told Lines are etched on a cheek Chins are set with no regret The Forehead holds a steady frown And cheek bones rise to surprise The roundness of the moon Sometimes hearts and sometimes long Sometimes broad and sometimes strong downward curve and we are sad contorted red and we seem bad A blush of pink and we see love A face is all of the above.