Imperfections

She looked into the mirror,

to the familiar glimpses of an elderly face,

The glow of the eyes fading, the charms of youth receding,

The fine lines glowing and the folds of the skin, oh, off base.

 

Hesitantly, she asked, oh mirror, oh mirror,

What purpose do I serve now, since my body is all worn out,

The wrinkles seem to get deeper,

and the greys cover my once shiny blacks, all about.

 

The mirror looked at her and smiled, let me tell you the truth,

You are not your face or your wrinkles, nor are you the color of your hair,

You are not a painting or art piece to be judged for its perfection,

Nor is an object up for discard after it goes through its wear and tear.

 

You are a beauty, my dear, a timeless one, you should know,

And timeless are your life experiences, the wisdom you behold,

That face you hold in contempt has seen many storms,

It grew the immunity of endless seasons, of scorching heat and freezing cold.

 

Your wrinkled body is the evidence,

the umpteenth daily struggles and wars it has fought,

your fine lines are pasted with moments of past laughter,

of the triumphs, the joys, the happy tears your good days had brought.

 

It is time to relive the past, and tell your untold stories,

To share the wisdom and the secrets, of a life well-lived,

To understand you are worthy, in your own hair and skin,

Old age comes to a lucky few, youth is very short-lived.       

 

Count the blessings in your days, the years you have survived,

Show gratitude for the extras, life seemed to have bowled your way,

For the countless chances of joys, of watching sunrises and sunsets,

You were the chosen one, to carry the torch for those following your way.

 

Let you be the reminder, that time passes pretty quickly,

Life softly fades and leaves us with memories, rather thickly.  

So, make the best of everything you still have left in you,

Deserve to feel worthy, it’s no one else that matters, just you.

 

Hope your imperfections of today, reveal the victories of your past,

Hope the beauty of your wrinkles, illuminates your perfection, at last.




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