THREADS OF TIME

                                             In your wrinkles- I see a River                            
                                               Ever changing ever flowing
                                                 Turbulent sometimes
                                              Mostly placid and growing
                                      
                                              In your wrinkles- I see a Road
                                            Well- travelled and well worn
                                        Sometimes light other times shadow
                                          A path of gravel, silk, and thorn
                                                      
                                              In your wrinkles-I see Words
                                            Like a warm breeze at night    
                                          Brushing soft, touching gently
                                               A gift on a beam of light

                                               In your wrinkles- I see the Silence
                                                Of words not said and done
                                          Your heart wrote a thousand lines
                                             When your fingers wrote none

                                                In your wrinkles- I see Tears
                                                       Mighty drops of grey
                                                    Shed in the dark nights
                                           Washed away by the good days

                                              In your wrinkles- I see Peace
                                                       Grateful for the days
                                                      A chest full of treasures-
                                                  The memories of yesterday                 

                                               In your wrinkles- I see some Pages
                                                     Still waiting for the ink
                                             Another story to tell, another line to fill
                                            One more life to touch- kindness, if you will
   
                                            In your wrinkles- I see the Willow
                                              A messenger of faith and hope
                                             Bowing low in morning prayer
                                            Against the winds trying to cope
                                                     
                                              In your wrinkles- I see Love
                                              Not seeking, but given away   
                                             Love so profound and godly
                                                Irradiating sunshine ray
                                        
                                               In your wrinkles- I see Wisdom
                                                 Too humble to proclaim
                                           The hands touching the candle
                                             Guarding the precious flame
 
                                               In your wrinkles- I see Music
                                              The notes in eternal flight
                                              Leading a life worth lived
                                            With the courage of a Knight

                                               In your wrinkles- I see no Wrinkles
                                                    Only beauty hidden away
                                           As your wrinkles are threads of time
                                                     Accepting with grace.