I know every line on your face
like verses from a sacred book
each crease a chapter
each freckle a footnote
the ones by your eyes
tell stories of laughter
the ones near your mouth
of quiet resolve
I’ve traced them in silence
in light and shadow
memorized them in morning stillness
and twilight hush
they don’t speak of age
they speak of time lived
love weathered
and truths too deep for words
The Creative Chic
The Creative Chic 
❤ 🙂 Mike
Right back at you a gazillion times 🙂🌷✨️❤️
I like the way you say they speak of time lived. Beautiful poem, Chic.
Thank you, Hazel ❤️
My pleasure, Chic. Enjoy your week.
Your writing continues to improve and express a more authentic perception.
What a kind thing to say. Thank you so much 🙂🌷
Beautiful lines as always Jennifer ❤️
Thank you, beautiful 😍
Truly my pleasure Jennifer ❤️
Simply Beautiful, Jennifer. 💖
Thank you so much, T 💖
My pleasure. ❤️
I know I say this a lot. But once again this one is one of my new favorites from you! The imagery here is so powerful!
Awww, thank you so much. I appreciate all your love and support ❤️
“Each crease a chapter
Each freckle a footnote”
Such strong imagery, well done ! 💕
Thank you so very much!