And Thereby Hangs a Tale

Every crease around my eye

Tells of moment full of joy

Every curve near my mouth

Is a testament of a laugh

Every blemish, every scar,

Every single unhealed mark

Is a story

Ready to burst forth

Listen, if you will

For these aren’t wrinkles

On my face

To show that I survived

But an ode to a life

Well loved, cherished and lived.

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