The Changing Face On 2014070820140628 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems We all wear a changing face To reflect what we’ve been through Whatever we escape – or chase – Our visage is akin to For though we may imagine That we author our own book The changing face of Time decides Exactly how we’ll look To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketRedditPrintLike this:Like Loading...