Happiness
He heard a scream from the bathroom.
He rushed in to see her staring in the mirror.
She pointed to her face.
“Look, a wrinkle.”
He smiled and took her face in his hands, kissing her.
“That is not a wrinkle.”
She was smiling as he turned her back to the mirror.
“See,” he said, showing her smiling face reflected in the mirror.
“It is happiness.”
January 18, 2015
(inspired by the poem 'Wrinkles' by @SavingAngel16. Please check out her poetry. She is quite amazing)
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