On meeting after a long long time
one so called friend of mine
showed fake concern about my increasing freckles
and my heightened laughing lines.
Later
ruminating in a pensive mood
I loved myself for these.
My freckles are a testimony
that I have laughed and joked
at every opportunity I could seize.
Whereas
multiple lines on my forehead
are witnesses to my struggles
failures and triumphs
when rough seas tossed and tried to break me ...