Aging – Anita Bacha

CLARITY – A TANKA POEM by Anita Bacha

This morning I look

At my face in the mirror

I see the wrinkles

Like clarity of pure water

The beauty of growing old

Anita Bacha

distorded faces

of once graceful olive tree

a shy performance

Anita Bacha

Thank you for your continuous support and encouragement,my dear friends.