|The Face (standard:poetry, 131 words)|
|Author: ConcreteCow||Added: Mar 03 2003||Views/Reads: 1546/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A poem about a familiar face.|
The Face I see the lines around your mouth Turned down in an angry pout I remember the way your teeth were bared As you used to scream and shout. I see the furrows in your brow Ploughed deep through years of frown I see the gouge marks in your cheeks Through which the tears ran down. I see the eyes that were twisted shut To hide the desperate appeal The eyes that turned away So much they had to conceal. I see the face that is calm and serene Yet pale and waxy white The hands that lie across your chest Having given up the fight. If I could just erase those lines Smooth out the wrinkles of years Wash away all the sorrow With my hot and burning tears. Tweet
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