Time gives a freckle
I laugh on the spot
but these wrinkles,
well,
I like them - NOT! !
Wrinkles is the price we pay for growing old. I don't really mind having them (though it would be nice if they're not around) , as long as I live long. Good poem.
Life is such a tradeoff. Ying for yang: years for wrinkles. And, besides, some things we gotta live with. Enjoyed this cute little write.
Listen...when you're 90...then maybe you can grumble about lines...LOL...right now buddy...you've got nothing to worry about! Hugs, dee
Well, you've been giving all of us laughter lines so it serves you right! Don't worry though, men can get awa with wrinkles - just look at Sean Connery. Hugs Anna xxx
I guess there is an alternative to growing old... But I think I prefer the wrinkles. Great piece. Many of us oldies understand exactly where you're coming from. love, Allie xxxx
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I would like to translate this poem
Laughter lines Chuck, laughter lines! Ez