Poetry

Beauty~

Beauty~

It’s not your typically handsome face.
It’s lined and seamed from years in the weather.
Like a much-loved pair of jeans, where I know every wrinkle.
Those smile crinkles at the corners.
The twinkle of a pair of bright green eyes.
Sharing with me a secret laugh.
It’s not a movie-star face.
It’s got scars and dented places.
It’s seen a lot of life’s long days, but still
It’s ever ready, with that smile.
Maybe it’s not a model face, with sharp cheekbones,
all air-brushed and cover -ready for a photo.
Maybe not.
But , it is a beautiful face just the same.

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