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Observations
As he sat unaccompanied I saw no ring on his finger
Trouble in paradise perhaps
Lines at the edges of his eyes which still sparkled
the same brilliant blue as before
his cheekbones a bit more prominent than previously
his chin somewhat sharper
the baby face faded
replaced by a rather wizened visage
but equally enthralling
His enchanting smile remained unchanged
though it felt forced for the crowd and the cameras
Much can happen in only a year
A mask may slip revealing pretense
another's true motivations made clear
which might explain the unadorned digit
he was making no effort to hide from view
Maybe he knew
I’d notice
Copyright ©
Angela Douglas
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