Selfless love

It’s in the paper thin wrinkles of granny’s hands.

It’s in the translucent stretch marks on my mom’s belly.

It’s in the worn out shoes of my teacher.

It’s in the crinkly eyes of the neighbour where i watch my telly.

Beauty is not in the pretty faces, it is in the pain, the patience, the selfless love, silly.

Alka Sharma

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