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Aug 2013
Isn't it amazing  
When you see a human face
The seeds of life are sewn on there
That time can not erase

The face is like a canvas
And as life's events unfold
Each event leaves its mark
As we're growing old

Laughter lines when happy
Frowns when we're uptight
Deep crevices around the mouth
Dark circles from up all night

Even  if dependant
On alcohol it shows
The tell tale signs
You cannot hide
You'll display a discoloured  nose

So the face is like a canvas
The tapestry's being sewn
By emotion from our planned events
"Some circumstance unknown"

As you look into your mirror
Each day as you grow
You may not recognise yourself
As the one you used to know

Eventually in time
When you look  yes "you will see"
Someone different staring back
(Thinking )?.


Who's that"  ?! "That  can't be me!!!!!!"
Lorraine day
Written by
Lorraine day  Blackpool
(Blackpool)   
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   Quentin Briscoe
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