Dorothy Rogers |
Holistic ImageAs I look beneath your carapace I see a young boy in his prime Emblazoned on your weathered face. Youthful hair will now enchase Rich ebony upon dull rime As I look beneath your carapace. In loving thoughts we kept a trace Of vibrant love frozen in time Emblazoned on your weathered face. Melted hue upon your base Wash away the gray and grime As I look beneath your carapace. Youth and age now come apace To form a timeless paradigm Emblazoned on your weathered face. Then with this special added grace Your portrait reaches the sublime As I look beneath your carapace Emblazoned on your weathered face.
Dorothy Rogers
Lucedale, Mississippi |