This Spot On My Face
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This Spot On My Face
The spot on my face, it’s taking control,
A tiny disaster, a terrible toll.
I glance in the mirror and see it there,
A bright little speck with a bold, red glare.
I try to stay calm, I try to be cool,
But it’s testing my patience and breaking the rules.
Will it be here forever, or soon go away?
I’m counting the hours, I’m watching each day.
Until then, I’ll bear it, this itch that won’t quit,
And dream of the moment I’m rid of it.
But for now, I’ll endure, though it’s far from a breeze,
With a prayer on my lips for some sweet, sweet ease.
The spot on my face, it’s taking control,
A tiny disaster, a terrible toll.
I glance in the mirror and see it there,
A bright little speck with a bold, red glare.
I try to stay calm, I try to be cool,
But it’s testing my patience and breaking the rules.
Will it be here forever, or soon go away?
I’m counting the hours, I’m watching each day.
Until then, I’ll bear it, this itch that won’t quit,
And dream of the moment I’m rid of it.
But for now, I’ll endure, though it’s far from a breeze,
With a prayer on my lips for some sweet, sweet ease.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
Don't worry they always go away sooner or later. What a good poem to share for this happens to everyone at any age.
Don't touch it! The juice isn't worth the squeeze...? 🙄