Youth and Aging

Sunlight accentuated her freckles
Sun-burnt against her white Irish skin
Blood orange hair spilling over
Her shoulders
Admired by one who had none
One day against creamed coffee tones
Someone dared to exclaim,
Time stopped…
Once a desire
Now a haunting blemish quadrille with the word “freckle”. I was envious of my childhood friend. How foolish of me!


About Mary (tqhousecat)

I am a wife and a mother of two grown children. I love Jesus and sharing my faith through written words. I currently have a poetry blog and also write on My main focus is hope in Christ. I only wish that whoever reads this will be blessed, inspired and occasionally amused.
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14 Responses to Youth and Aging

  1. Grace says:

    I found it cute too, but now, not so much.

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  2. “Someone dared to exclaim,

    Great exclamation!

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  3. lynn__ says:

    We must be careful what we wish for…good one, Mary!

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  4. Your lines describe me, a very fair-skinned red head. I had more freckles as a kid, when I spent nearly all Summer in the sun. I like this. 🙂

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  5. robtkistner says:

    That’s a sort of sad perspective on freckle-ness Mary. This made for a somber read.

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  6. Frank Hubeny says:

    Red hair and freckles do seem to go together in my mind. Nothing like the sun to make anything stand out.

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  7. Mish says:

    As unique as each freckle, we are all so different. Thank goodness!

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