Bri Mar


'' The Story Of Your Life '' - Poem by Bri Mar

Behind each wrinkle,
Lies stress or glory,
Look at each crinkle,
Each one tells a story, .

In those early years,
You screwed up your face,
Creating channels for tears,
You could never replace.

Listening and learning,
Brought on a frown,
Respect you were earning,
In knowledge you'd drown.

Then falling in love,
That gave you a crease,
Though a gift from above,
Those lines did increase.

When children arrived,
The pressure was great,
Even more grooves contrived,
That was your fate.

Through despair and joy,
You added some more,
Though at times they'd annoy,
You were proud to the core.

Being a grafter,
You added some scars,
Then there was laughter,
Your lines could take cars.

All of life's trials,
Then added their own,
No more denials,
Your face they'd outgrown.

When you see your reflection,
Don't let it cause strife,
Look on with affection,
At,

‘' The Story Of Your Life ‘'

Topic(s) of this poem: life


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 15, 2016



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