Every picture tells a story.
But everyone sees different.
You see, I see, they see
what they want to see.
That is how it is in life.
Rose tinted glasses
are the best.
Cover everything up with a jest.
Never seeing the whole Picture.
Afraid to look too deep.
Look just at the surface
incase you have to weep.
Face lifts, botox galore.
One day your face will fall apart
not due to gravity. Oh what a bore.
No-one wants to age gracefully,
to show a wrinkle or two.
No that would be preposterous,
you would have to be you.
Yes every picture tells a story.
Let yours be real.
Life is too short for fakeness
and the Surreal.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem