Saturday, March 28, 2009

Sunday Scribblings - Aging


Look a Little Closer

You will see grey hair
shining in the sun
wisdom earned though a
meaningful lifetime.

You will see a lined forehead
full of emotion
opening vertical blinds
letting me shine.

You will see crinkles at my eye's
accenting my face
quoting years of many
happy times?

You will see crevices in my smile
punctuating every word
a bright composition
of contentment.

Look a little closer at all the lines
that frame my face
a portrait of a good life
left unfinished.

19 comments:

Tumblewords: said...

A beautiful face! You have lots of good living left to do! A lovely post!

anthonynorth said...

A great way to look at aging. Loved this.

Tabor said...

Our lives are written on our faces and we cannot change that nor would we want to.

emmapeelDallas said...

I love the pic and the poem!

Nancy said...

Damn girl!

You make me look like a beauty queen by your descriptions. I got grays to cover your grays and wrinkles to line your wrinkles.

I guess we're both knock outs! Only difference is, you can sure write about it beautifully!

Love you bunches,
Nance

Mary Timme said...

I"m not a sentimental person at all, and yet, . . . Ah, and yet . . .

Beautiful. I'f I'd had even one more person I give you the I Love Your blog award. Oh, heck I just am going to, so please come and get it.

Fledgling Poet said...

Beautiful...both your photo and your words. I always leave your blog feeling grateful about life. Thank you!

SweetTalkingGuy said...

Phew, maybe I'm getting old but I can't see any wrinkles!!

Love your blog, by the way!

Joyce Ellen Davis said...

Yay! Loved this (and I CAN see my wrinkles!).

Tammie Lee said...

Hi Tammy,
I see two lovely faces~
Yes each and every line is a reflection of a life well lived. Wonderful poem~

Lucy said...

your poem reminded me of my son's wisdom.

Hoping we will have many more 'happy' wrinkles added to our faces my dear friend! You are Gorgeous Tam! xox

b said...

Life is the only race that we do not hurry to the finish line. Beautiful poem Tammy. I do so love living...and I treat every day as a treasure.

b

anno said...

Tammy, this is a beautiful poem, and a great way to look at life. Together with the photo, makes a wonderful portrait. Thanks so much!

Geraldine said...

What a lovely poem and such a beautiful face. Thanks Tammy, inspiring words.

Hugs, G

Becca said...

Beautiful poem - makes me feel a bit better about all the gray sprouting in my roots these days :)

tinker said...

I especially love this one, Tammy! We earned those vertical blinds, quotation marks, crevices and all - through a lot of good living~XOXOXO

TJ said...

Head bowed in silence feeling mighty humble.
Pray for a cure, act in behalf of ALS when we get the opportunity. Life is fragile.
Love to you Tammy,
TJ

linda may said...

You look pretty good to me. They are not wrinkles we have but character lines and show the journeys we have taken. Lovely poem.

Sky said...

so lovely - the love i see and the words you share here.