In the Mirror

She is not an egotistical person…vanity…she has no trace yet she was lamenting getting older…and all the wrinkles on her face. Her husband overheard her and decided to intercede “Come with me for a moment." he said…”I know just the thing you need.” She took the hand he offered as she’d done a million times before and they walked hand in hand together until he opened the front door. Outside the summer morning was cloaked in a misty fog And though there was no thunder…it was raining cats and dogs She looked into her husbands eyes…silently urging him to explain “Take your shoes off.” he smiled…”We’re going barefoot in the rain.” He ran into the rain…leaving his shoes and socks behind as she watched him jumping up and down she thought he was losing his mind But if he’s losing his mind she reasoned then I guess I’ll lose mine too and out she headed in the rain without her socks or shoes. They laughed and sang and even danced and when their playing was through He brought her back to that same mirror and said…”Now let’s take a look at you.” “I love every wrinkle on your face.” he said in a voice both soothing and kind… “Because those wrinkles are just remnants of what your smiles left behind.” “Don’t let your wrinkles get you down, don’t let them worry or annoy. besides being an indication of your age…their a celebration of your joy” “I find each wrinkle beautiful…alluring and beguiling.” Then he kissed her and as he walked away in the mirror… she was smiling.