Another Face

Woefully gazing,
She invented a new face.
One of beauty and grace
Without a freckle or a childish feature.
Her hair is twisted and tied,
She has not more time for dolls,
She tosses her youth away,
Yearning for what is to come.
The candle light makes shadows dance
around her room,
A room that still belongs to the girl.
The shadows dance,
The flame flickers.
She gazes,
The face fades.
She is again
The freckled childish face.

[.ajaelh.]