Our Changing Faces

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Grandmother

Moi

Mother at Christmas
Mother at Christmas

 

OUR CHANGING FACES

Our once bright faces have changed with the years

Where once we were happy and gay

We sang and we danced our troubles away

As we age, we have fears with so many tears.

 

The smiles are fewer now, but still they come

To brighten our faces and yes, to warm us

The lines tho deep, don’t ever really harm us

We laugh in the face of whatever is to come.

 

I went for everything except the found poetry.  Not enough time.

Will try again at another time.

 

 

 

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