Head to Toe, Embracing All of Me with Poetry
Head to Toe
I rather like my crow’s feet
That frame this round face
It took a lifetime to accept.
Before they etched my canvas
I looked damn fine
Said the world—
All taut and perky
With an uptown ‘do
And a veneered half-smile
That offered others comfort.
I don’t want noxious salves
Fragrant baths
Dear solutions
And unctuous words
While awaiting smooth redemption.
Experience dared to refresh me
And glow up my spirit.
I quit glancing down
Or away
To cover up an imperfect life
But pierce your soul directly
With my dark, lined eyes.
