Do you see

Do you see

Beneath the unraveling

Where the grey skin

Creases and gathers

Under the eyes

Tell tale signs

Of a life well lived

Finger trace

Every lump

Survey the cracks

They widen

With the weather

Sun dried.

When did it start

Had we travelled

The same road

Perhaps you would

Recognise the changes

Follow the lines

To see where they began

Do you see

Do you care

To believe we were all

Once so young

As you.

Is it too distressing

To consider

All things pass

With no witching hour

Or magic potion

To remedy a rescue

Age is what

Becomes a survivor

Laughter a sad

Affair

When the wise course

Is to remember

What can be learned

From a child

Born of yesterday

When once upon a time

Was a new beginning

The sun newly risen

The day lay ahead

Its tale barely written

And yet to be read

A truth to be told

I was once young

But you have yet

To be old.