Mayuri : Faces

FACES

Faces tell tales they say.
Is it true or just something that old wives say?
Some have lines etched dark and deep,
Did they laugh a lot or did they weep?
Some eyes are happy, shiny and bright,
While others are like windows, shuttered to keep out the light
Did they see too much you wonder?
Or looked too long for a loved one who wandered
Foreheads that tell of burdens too deep,
Of what they had to give away and what they got to keep.
Lips that are sad and don’t smile anymore.
For who knows who is a friend and who is a foe?
A nose that once stood strong and proud
Is now hooked and bent and looks to the ground.
Will my face betray all the secrets that my heart once held?
I think I’ll wait and watch, for only time will tell.