The wrinkles, the lines, the journeys we've had,
Etched around our eyes, lips, forehand and hands,
Conveys so much more then words can do,
about the story of me and you.
The love that we've won, the magic that we've lost,
The dreams that have become and the ones that we've not.
The failures and the falls, the rises and the soars,
The laughter and the tears, the misses and the fears.
Lets embrace these scars, lets hold them close,
Lets wear them proudly, like royal cloaks,
They are more us than us can be, they are truly our identity.