This is actually one that I wrote a couple years ago as a transformation poem, but the inverse challenge reminded me of it, so posting it here with a few tweaks!
A spring in her step,
summer in her smile,
a laugh for winter days.
She picks up a book.
Dressed in brown leather,
here lies her page
pale in its glory.
Her leathery face
drawn and worn with age
displaying her tired heart.
So softly she sits
on crisp white elm wood,
a loved yet faded story
finally open to the world.
With pages to discover,
her life on display.
About the Creator
Emmy B
I write some of my truths, and use words to weave stories and ideas together. Writing is a passion and an outlet for me and I hope to inspire, challenge, or simply be a reflection of others's experiences - to make people feel seen!
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