Daily POST, Daily Prompt, Poetry

2. Wrinkled MemOries-I lived

I stumbled in front of a glass door,

the reflection disclosed,

how pretty you looked at your young age,

without any visible folds on the face,

I stumbled back in that age,

where I laughed, I winked, I smiled without a drift, I made faces and I lived,

I cared for I loved and I worried about future,

I entertained my kids,

I expressed my soul in all possible ways, as I lived, I loved, one, we call life,

in return, I got some stamps as wrinkles on my face, of moments I cherished,

I lived and I loved,

and now, all the memories brought twinkles in my eyes!

Every wrinkled face is a proof that he or she has lived every emotion of life!