every wrinkle has a story,
it carries history with glory
each crease a mark of time gone by,
a map of years that seem to fly
some are deep and full of grace,
a lifetime etched upon a face
a wrinkle has a tale to tell,
of laughter, love, and living well
others light, a gentle trace,
of a moment’s worry or a smile’s embrace
let us cherish our wrinkles bold
each holds a story to be told
in their lines we find our truth
our journey’s end, our lasting proof