Take Another Look...
So perhaps you'll see you for you
As You Are
To go to war in which
it’s the Scalpels
versus the
Prune Skins
is a battle against yourself
in
which there is no
win
Why would you choose
to botox away
your ability to smile
When that broad uplift
of your lips
can go miles in making
someone else’s day?
Or be reassuring about
that thing
neither of you
can yet
out loud say?
Here’s something much worse
than looking like an oldie
due to well grooved
laugh and smile lines:
Regret
About not seeing
yourself
at any age
whether still as a
spring chicken or
eldest sage
as
enough
Always for you,
M.A. Hastings
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Thank you!
M.A. Hastings
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