Monday, October 3, 2011

Face Facts

















Wherever she goes
her face is there
once pretty now furrowed

sadness her permanent mask
make-up no longer conceals the wrinkles
a constant reminder of her loss

moments in life when the golden ring
was within her grasp
but she held back for something better

only to see those she discarded
get a better life
some modicum of happiness

while she wallowed in misery
her memories her only companion
sorrow permanently etched on her face

once beautiful
she had the world on a string
like a party balloon

buoyant and out for pleasure
but she let it go
then watched it float away

beyond
her
reach.

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