The face in the mirror

My face
is rumpled…
a splash of sunlight
and smiles,
of freckles
and porcelain…
of promises broken
and fulfilled
of motherhood and loss
of motherhood and disappointment
of love and
of ecstasy  
and constant sorrow
of the woodlands and the meadow
of the shoreline and the sea
of the firmament
and the cosmos
my face
the clear reflection
of my Creator.
 
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Author: Nancilynn

Poetess, memoir writing, essays about life; these are the things I write about. I also love to cook, so you'll likely find a recipe or two in this blog. I am passionate about Nature and family, so from time to time I will share pictures-with or without poetry.

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