Tiny Brown Spots

Dearest you

You got more spots splattered

Across your body

Were they moles or freckles?

You never knew

But they’ve been with you

Since you first touched the sun

They’ve been ridiculed

Unwanted

Used as connect the dots

Tiny Brown spots

Were they skin cancer or beauty marks?

The canvas they decorate

Has also wrinkled

With lines from different lifetimes

This one you seem pretty satisfied in

And your eyes

Beautiful swirling coffee cup orbs

Have they sat out too long

Turned cloudy and cold

The once energizing sip

Now a forgotten side dish

Time has shown

In many ways than one But it has yet to touch

That crystal shine

Still seeping out of every pore

Ever since you came into this world

A smile that brushes away

Even the most cobwebbed person

Decorated with the little folds

One holds

Something precious by

Dearest smiling you

You’re old

But your life is filled with

Your Young and their little tots

A small community who call you

Their matriarch

They bring you little pockets filled

With tiny brown spots