Hidden Beauty
Plastic surgery does not come free,
I earned the lines life etched on me.
I have frowned, laughed, smiled, grimaced,
Have all put character on my face.
My grey hair and fading eyes,
Are truly me,
I've no disguise,
Or need to hide.
I hope my beauty lives inside.
Copyright © Shirley Hawkins | Year Posted 2021
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