
Every crease on my face has a story the furrows of an old lady that has worked since the age of 9
The wrinkles are that of a once youthful young woman that gave birth to 10 beautiful babies
Every line signifies wisdom, and perseverance through the storms of life. I am a wife, and mother first
The pucker around my lips reveal a smile, I am blessed with the gift of health. Wealth is not measured by the amount of money in your pockets. It is all about family
Every fold in my face is the memories I hold more precious than gold, priceless love
The layers around my eyes have seen joy, heartache, grief, and loss. The seams have held tears, but I try not to let anyone see. They don’t need to bare my years of crinkles, no one needs spy
Every wrinkle makes me the old woman I am today. I am better for every connecting line. For my life was created for them not me. Even the deep rooted crow’s feet are years of me taking the back seat
This is my face, and I would have it look no other way
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A fantastic write up for the image. Thanks Lisa for joining in the challenge.
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It was a joy! Thank you! Blessings Lisa
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Thanks 🙏
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