Free verse

Day 145: Promise

A love unbroken by time
Is all I ask you to promise me.

Tell me you will see my crow’s feet
And understand them to be part of
Eyes that saw the true you.

My wrinkled face and know that these
Lines are paths in stories I have
Seen, heard and lived.

Hold my gnarled hands,
And respect all the secrets they held.

Massage my weathered feet,
Well traveled by laying down new paths.

Constantly seek my heart,
Appreciating that as the body ages,
This young heart still adores you.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

Artist: Ada Cheung, (age 17)

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