It is silent all around....or maybe not.
Time passes by, thinning out through my fingers,...the days, uneventful or not......time doesn't care.
One time,am clothing on my sweater,wet with saliva..and now am across the bridge, struggling with makeup and edges.
I used to ask , expect providence ..but now ,some little creature is pulling my pants, looking up at me with puppy eyes.....oh yes,I made a candy promise.
In my mirror I no longer see that slender,snake like tummy,I see a bulging buddy.
I can't help but sigh,when I see these creases.
Time does fly.