Did you ever,

     Put on the wrong face,

             In the morning light of confusion,

It often happens you know,

                      When you are dazed,

             By the nights passing perplexities,

Of thoughts never shared,

             Of a love,

                     Not at all known,

It’s hard to wear the wrong face,

                  As you carry thru your day,

                                   Anticipating the night,

Especially if it’s the face of joy,

              When you reached for sorrow,

                                     And the day is long,

 JRB/1/10                   

                                 My faces are many