Wrinkles that Shows

letting the years goes, holding the age that flows;
a perfect stay of each smile makes the past remember
that the future comes is another say of goodbye

laughter bridge the weak, the butterfly awake and
every dew’s darling merge, as beauty’s reflect into
thy forever dawning missed

nay! come and touch my sweet hello, squabble the
wandering dragonfly stray, hey! the way is near to
the pond you sleep, just a little foot the wings could
fly

say as you come and may the ageless waiting gallops
my whole moment of waiting and hold my prayer of
each passing day comes to sleep with me

till, i’ll wake my New beginning …….

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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