Wrinkles
Upon my face, I bare wrinkles of this life
They emerge like ripples on the surface of a pond
Caused by a pebble or a breeze, hardships worn
The stone weighs down, buried deep!
And yet those smiles like a breeze, settle on
this face with ease
This journey now etched on my skin, from my
neck down to my feet
Each wrinkle tells you a story, some are glad and
some are gory
So many ups and downs in life, caused by
smiles and frowns
I see those wrinkles and take them to task, how did
time fly by so fast?
My life now set in wrinkles cast!
I prefer the ones that came from smiles
A raised eyebrow to see for miles
A ripple around my mouth, pointing up!
I wouldn’t remove any, I wear them with a lot of pride
I could always add one or two, to my life’s ebbing tide!
4.4.22
Contest: A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE
SPONSOR: Brian Strand
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