When I look in a mirror,
See the lines upon my face...
Each one there for a reason,
In unique and special place.
Those lines have cost me plenty,
I've invested many years...
A sign of my maturity,
Held together with some tears..
Some grew from just experience,
Some came from time of anguish...
I think some were inherited,
So those will never vanish.
My face looks like a roadmap,
Of the life I have endured...
No cream that's on the market,
Can make those lines be blurred.
But I have learned to just accept,
Those lines now fit right in...
Living proof I never sank,
Though I could never swim.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Reflect what used to be...
A flawless skin, smooth to the touch,
One that is wrinkle free!
10/30/10  Loree (Mason) O'Neil
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