Welcome to another Thursday, another day of poetry here at These Days. Our friend, Pam, and her kitties, Teddy and Angel Sammy, at Two Spoiled Cats, gave us this photo for today’s inspiration:
Here’s my poem:
Wrinkles
Yes, we have wrinkles, not that we care;
but they do accompany us everywhere.
I can see his, and he can see mine.
If we said we didn’t, well, we’d be lyin’.
They evolved as we travelled many miles,
but these wrinkles could never dim our smiles.
~These Days Of Mine~
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