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.