The face I see
In the looking glass
Is not the face I see
In my heart.
The woman I see
In the mirror now
Is not the girl I see
In my heart.
The face I see
In the looking glass
Is lined with the cares
Of the world,
The hair is silver,
The eyes dimmed,
The face is aged,
And the mouth is thin.....
But the face I see
In heart and memory
Is as radiant, as youthful,
As the day I met you.
Scarlett Treat
January 25,2008
And so it should be Scarlett, we just hide inside this old skin of ours, but our radiance shines through it, in our eyes and souls and that is what matters in the end. You could always try a bit of anti-wrinkle cream, which might help. Ha! Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
I like this Scarlett! Time does not alter our hearts vision or our souls needs. I think the phenomenom is a god send personally! Wishing you a good weekend, Tai, always beautiful in her minds eye! smiling at you
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Scarlett, It is fine poems, you are the surprising... Thank you... Tsita