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Where Did I Go? ![]() An elderly lady comes to terms with her aging face, thanks to her granddaughter. ![]() |
** Image ID #2097750 Unavailable ** ![]() ![]() ![]() I noticed that you have an anniversary with WDC this month. Happy anniversary and thank you for your contributions that are part of what makes this a wonderful place. ![]() Imagery The picture adorning this poem goes perfectly with the analogies used. Even though I am not old enough to be a grandmother yet, I often look in that mirror, which displays the passage of time in wrinkles that are forming. Then towards the end with the granddaughter seeing the picture, there is a sense of appreciating those wrinkles. Beautiful metaphor! I couldn't help but smile about the imagery of it all. Flow Rhymes are consistent without seeming forced. Each line is strong, flowing cohesively to the other, telling this beautiful story of a grandmother reflecting. Each stanza flows beautifully expanding on the previous, without any confusing gaps. Mechanics Structurally, this is well written, without any issues with grammar or spelling, at least as far as my knowledge can find. The only thing I could suggest is that not every line needs to begin with a capital in poetry. Sometimes, visually it is better to use capitalization where the punctuation makes sense to do so. Final thoughts You have penned a lovely poem, that I am sure many can relate to. I have enjoyed the sweetness of your words. Thank you for sharing. I've enjoyed browsing your port. Hopefully you get spoiled on your anniversary. ![]() ![]() ![]()
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