This post is in response to the daily prompt Wrinkle
The sparkle in her eyesas she sees himthe peaceful glean in her eyesas he steps back in the household It brings happinessetched in her wrinkleshappiness radiating from her crow's-feet A new wave of life and energyflows through her old veinsthe flash of happinessthrough her cracked lipsthe glow on her facecan put the sun to shame The eternal wait and constant worrying hasfinally, come to an endthe moment he walks inHer whole world is thereright at the moment He is her epicenter again. Her old bones have been re-energized with the flow of her love and passionher instincts have been resurrectedfrom the deep slumber, they were in. she again becomesthe epitome of care making her mission to shower her loveand gently wash away all his painWell,nothing can compare the ecstasy of…
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Superb entry – love her face ❤️❤️❤️
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Thanks Donna.One of the first few of my poems which got published.
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The bonding you showed a mother has for her child is so pristine yet fierce. I am spellbound, but nothing least I can expect from you
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Thanks Shantanu.This was one of my first poems which got published.We all have seen that sparkle some time or the other.
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Wow so u were groomed a while back
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haha.. You are being kind again with your compliments.
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Stating the facts
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