The Past

The Past

Wrinkled faces

each indentation telling a story

of a time past,

and whimsical dreams.

Indentations of tormented moments,

deep thoughts,

and life through squinted eyes.

The face once smooth

now holds wrinkles,

it can now cradle and contain

the tears that once flowed.

Happiness of birth and sorrow

from death,

driven aches of fear,

and the thrill from delight.

The past etched in the faces

like words etched in granite stone,

My Dearly Beloved