What corner was she working ?
What corner was she working ?


Saddening. You can see the soul drain through the years into the empty shell of 1997. Scan across and you can see her bright eyes become shrouded by dark clouds.
Coarse edged youth, the irish pendants string from their smiles
not yet plucked as to slacken the seams
and drag down the features of age,
no folds or creases from unkempt wear
eyes of tranquilty, crystalline-beads
no sign of despair in their hair, nor their hearts
but oh they have yet to be experienced and that makes aging so very worth it...ML circa2012