Viewing the elderly hag shocked me. I stared honestly at the gentle aging lines covering her skin and at her hair,. Worry lines on her face compounded. I resist the desire to try and flaten them out . Then I see a smile that shows up all the sweetlines from laughter around her lips. The journey of a loving complete lifetime are impressed across her beatiful face.

A old man appears in
the picture. He stands behind the ladis seat , bends down and then puts his arms around her , caressing her ear. His hands are greatly craggy and veined but I can sense the might. All in the world suddenly feels right .

I probe the reflection of my great love's feachter, our eyes meet, and suddenly all the wrinkles seem unimportant.

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