This Face
This FaceThe face in the mirror I know is my ownbut I do not recognize myself.I am not prepared for the fine linesetched upon my cheeksor crows feet that crinkle when I smile and the silvering strands...
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I can so relate to the message you've so delicately interwoven ... and yet I must add, that with age, comes a beautiful wisdom that glows from the lines in a face that has stood before so many seasons...
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Ness...I read this three times... and wanted to reply...so I will tell you the story I told Becca, courtesy of my Baby Buddha.On my 41 st birthday, Desi caught me looking in a mirror---and I admt, I...
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Oh Nessi, this is right from the heart. Growing older, ripening out, though I have gone to seed, is a process that has it's own wisdom, worn on every line, like a map of the life lived inside....
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nessi~This is a beautiful and artful poem. Thank you, my friend, for sharing your exquisite words; it is always a pleasure and a blessing to read them. HUGS! Love and lilac smiles, Ali
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The face in the mirror I know is my ownbut I do not recognize myself.I am not prepared for the fine linesetched upon my cheeksor crows feet that crinkle when I smile and the silvering strands of...
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Thank you for commenting...it was fun to read this one again.. nessi"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection."Anais NinWitch of Words
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