If I could bottle timeI’d bottleThe smoothness
Of my young beauty
Fresh on my facade
And only wear
Timely wisdom earned
That comes with
Fine lines
Gray hairs
Sagging breast & butt
Tucked away in my soul
Then again
Hidden inside
There’s be no testimony
Showcase God to the world
Of battles fought
Victories won
Knowledge learned
So instead
I’ll bottle time
Inside my soul & mind
Won’t matter
What the years tell
On my skin
Heart forever young
Then