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I look into the mirror And feel sad at what I see – A wrinkled replica of A more vibrant, younger me. On certain days, it’s not so bad; Perhaps the change is subtle? But looking at a photo album, There is the rebuttal. For just a year or two ago, I think I looked okay, At least a whole lot better Than how I appear today. But hey – a face is like a map That marks the paths we’ve chosen And all the ruts and potholes, well, They sure beat decomposin’!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 4/30/2015 6:57:00 PM
ILENE. Congratulations on your well-deserved win. SKAT love
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Date: 4/25/2015 11:30:00 PM
Nice win. PD
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Date: 4/22/2015 9:25:00 PM
Big congrats on your fine win..
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Date: 4/22/2015 1:58:00 PM
I love this humorous write, :) a 7 and congratulations on your wonderful win. Blessings eve
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Date: 4/22/2015 1:12:00 PM
lol! That last line sure brought the house down...:) Congrats! :)
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Date: 4/22/2015 8:43:00 AM
Irene, this is hilarious, freakin' hilarious!!!
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Date: 4/22/2015 8:17:00 AM
dropping back with my congrats Ilene:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 3/15/2015 7:15:00 PM
Well, I finally stopped laughing so I can comment now. I was thinking frozen, but you just blew that last line off the planet. And I'm sure your poetic beauty outshines all else. Peace. :)
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Date: 3/15/2015 12:01:00 PM
Oh this made me smile Ilene - the last stanza is superb - the final line is simply hilarious! Hugs Jan xx
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