I was Adonis once & rememberhow the girls would come &encircle me in their tight bandwhile older women out shoppingwould put away…
Mirror mirror on the wall,You be me as scarred,Circles surround my eyes, crow’s feet accent the tips,Hairy brows, frown…
Haiku
Tanka
Yes, I am a gift.Someone is happy for me,a smile is gifted.
Air out of your lips,only the mind can hear them,and my heart feels it.