The Eyes Have It
“Beautiful young people are accidents of nature;
but beautiful old people are works of art.” - Eleanor Roosevelt
Experience soaks in
And mixes with
Internal chemistry
The personality distills
And slowly seeps to the surface
With age
I see youth -
Beautiful at a glance
Then I look into the eyes
And see the alchemy there
The sneer; the fear
Secretly buried in the soul;
Private joy and compassion
Cannot hide behind the eyes for long
As Time erodes the body
So does Time
Uncover one’s truth
Copyright © Kj Hooten | Year Posted 2016
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