Weathered Charm Poem by Meena Iyer

Weathered Charm



Countless rivulets
of kindness
Wrinkles...
A jewel that tinkles

A heart of gold.
A smile that holds
many stories untold.

With a child in her arm
bosom.. moist and warm
Ah a weathered charm

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