Candlelight is kind to old faces,
smoothes the wrinkles.
Under the glow, the years
are held in suspense,
hiding from the cruelty
of a naked bulb.
Botox and surgery
are not the door to re-birth
as an imaginary younger you.
Lacking signs of a life lived well ,
all character has scurried away.
At the root of all such foolishness
Stay in the gentle candlelight,
and continue to be you.
I’m not yet happy with this and will probably tinker a bit for days, so any ideas for improvement will be welcome.