In the Mirror
i sit in silence
taking stock of this novel
that is my face its ruffled corners
and frayed pages written line by line
a faded cover aged and worn out in spots
old-fashioned dedication to the human race
some pages tattered wrinkled some even torn
but a worthwhile read perhaps for whomever
is willing to take a bit of time to look inside
the invitation’s there laying unopened
a story behind each tiny wrinkle
earned year after year
outrunning
age
age
age
age
age
age
age
age
age
age
age
age
with
charm
as well
as grace
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on February 11, 2020 for contest STRAND SELECT M sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 1ST
Posted on November 24, 2019
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2019
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