Fall

Mirror, mirror on the wall
It`s not my spring, it`s my fall
But despite my old age
I have turned a new page
I don`t care anymore
Whether I am too fat or small
My wrinkles are my victories
Despite hardships and enemies
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Agustin Avatar
January 9, 2025 at 10:59 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed New Year.
Buhagiar Avatar
November 4, 2024 at 3:31 AM
Loved it. We grow old but we survive.
Rodrigues Avatar
November 3, 2024 at 4:54 PM
Yes, great way to look at things. The mirror tells us we’ve lived!
Slaughter Avatar
November 3, 2024 at 9:38 AM
Amen to that, Vesna! All our "wrinkles" are hard-won and well-deserved.
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