A Mask ...
Where does time go?
For some ....it falls,
Upon our face.
Etching deep lines.
Of joy ......
........or pain.
Whichever,.... maybe the case.
Some run together,
Side by side.
A happy face mayhap?
Filled with love, and pride.
Or one with which .....
we use to hide.
Giajl © Jim Love