Face

Written for https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/category/what-do-you-see/

Feel my face

in a mask of green gold,

sometimes I lose my faith in the mould.

Touch my tears

Trailing from tired eyes,

sometimes I lose my clown disguise.

Hear my thoughts

black as a starless night,

sometimes I lose and its flight or fight

See my fears,

write them down in dismay

sometimes I wish they would fly away.

Share the load

talking helps to atone

I know I am never truly alone.

Published by writerravenclaw

I am a fifty something mother of two grown up children, and one beautiful grandchild. I have been married for nearly thirty-four years. My first book was published ten years ago. I wrote my book Sticks and Stones because of my experience of being bullied at school.

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