Linda Studley

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Wrinkled


Life is a bit like a shirt in a dryer.
All wet behind the ears when we start out,
we tumble around aimlessly, get all
hot under the collar, and then
end up cooling down and wrinkling.

Life is a bit like fruit in a fridge.
All bursting with freshness when we start out,
we absorb too much of what surrounds us,
get pushed back one too many times, and then
end up turning grey and wrinkling.

Life is a lot like me and you in the time machine.
All adventure bound and stepping on butterflies,
Hot tumbles, absorbing and bursting, pushing back and then
Ending up cool, grey, wrinkled
and loved.

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2 thoughts on “Wrinkled

  1. Tony Crafter on said:

    Great analogies! Love the ‘stepping on butterflies’ bit. The sad truth, as you’ve depicted, is that it all ends up with wrinkles. But it’s being loved that’s important 🙂

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