A painting of a woman, Seen through the eyes of a girl. Wide, wondering, How she could have been so Tired. Stretched out skin, A pallor unbecmoning; An echo of teenage elasticity;^,,, Losing the plasticity of youth. Do you know her? A droll mask of age. Predictable in her grooves, The shadows haunting eyes, Heart, Mind. ...and do you mind? If she sits awhile nearby. Face reflecting on water; where she would like to be.