20,
and face so smooth,
so new.
nary a line,
nary a mark.

blank and young.
an unwritten life.
so much more,
soon to come.

50, and wiser,
the years go by.
interesting trails,
travel the face.

telling of experiences,
telling of a life,
rich with joy,
rich with strife.

learning to steep,
in every moment.
however it appears,
for that shall too,
soon disappear.

studying the faces,
of myriad people,
so many passing by.

the life of each,
creating landscapes unique,
in skin and bone
and eyes and teeth.

cracks and crevices,
spots and colors,
what an,
oh so,
interesting
life.