A MIRRORS VOICE

forgiveness

looks back from the mirror

with half smiles,

like the lesser wings of

angels

 

it’s the time lost,

the unscheduled acts of life,

trapped in water,

with the allure of youth

washed out in scars and

wounds

 

wrinkles unstoppable

speak a visible war

of seasons in

constant forward

motion

 

 

 

 

 


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