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WRINKLES

 

 

WRINKLES

 

All innocent and rosy pink,

Gasping for its first breath of air,

A baby enters this cruel world,

All wrinkled and without a care.

 

 

A virtual learning machine from the start,

Already knowing how to scream and kick,

It can crinkle up its little button nose,

Into an adorable wrinkle trick.

 

 

It doesn't take much time to pass,

Until a frown wrinkle can be found,

This time on the tiny forehead,

When an upset toddler stomps the ground.

 

 

Wrinkles aren't the greatest concern,

Of an outgoing and popular teen,

For it will still be many years,

Before the first age wrinkle is ever seen.

 

 

Some wrinkles are very beautiful,

They're the ones that caress the face,

Of the elderly humble christians,

Who are found within God's grace!

Rozita Dian Martin

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3/04 2001

 


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