Wrinkles Poem by mohammad ahmadizadeh

Wrinkles



I will play frequently with children
Filling petty wrinkles of my forehead
I will pour on my soul
Their cheerful smiles
Smoothing its creases


I will dig deeper
Two lines in sides of my lips
To flow effusively streams of smiles
From spring of my heart

Monday, March 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dream,life
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