I have always loved
the seemingly insignificant wrinkles
near someone’s eyes
the tiny lines
etched through skin
carving out lakes
and canyons of memories
filled with happiness
and laughter
water droplets
forming a canyon
from years of joyous tears
trails created
by a runner,
wonderful runner’s high,
adrenaline coursing through
his body
blazing trails
through the tiny lines
engraved like an epitaph
on a gravestone
reading:
her laugh was
and always will be
her most beautiful feature
laid upon her well worn face;
the unmistakable imprint
of a life filled with joy