As life goes on,
Every years turns into…
A different color and a different chip.
He sees all which normal eyes cannot see.
All the joys, frustrations, challenges…
Big or small, have a story behind unseen.
The glow on the face and the wrinkle on the cheeks,
They can convey all without a word to speak.
A story told, and the life unfold,
All these chips have so much to hold.
Yes this is a face from an artist’s eye,
The picture of the time passing by…
© 2012 Pimmi Nag