Endlessly unfolding
I see the wrinkles along my brow,
The crease lines around my mouth,
The web that spreads by the edge of my eyes.
If you stretched the folds outward,
You’d see in the accordion of my life,
Revised, rolled, curled, unfurled.
My heart and soul include all the bumps
Along the windy roads.
I’m sculpted by life’s changes.
An endless process.
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