Laughter lines

(Alan Evans)

A woman ageing gracefully

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The lines on your face 
Your silver grey hair
Time stole your beauty 
But you don’t care

You earned every line
That shows on your face
Every grey hair
That hangs out of place

Time is the thief
It doesn’t do to dwell
Each little worry
Will have a line to tell

Laughter lines are no joke
Crows feet attack the eyes
You can deny ageing
But the mirror tells no lies

Your smile is in the answer 
That speaks behind the mask
There’s still a young girl hiding
If they would only care to ask

The lines on your face 
Belies the youth that hides within
Age shouldn’t be the catalyst
That tells you to give in

Laughter lines and crows feet
Gracefully getting old
You earned every wrinkle
With the stories that you told
© Alan Evans 2018