No lines

When I drove by and stopped to take this picture, 

I didn’t see the lines: 

I only saw the pond, the trees, 

The mountains and the sky.

 My husband tells me much the same: 

When he sees my face, 

He doesn’t see the lines that come with age, 

He only sees the smile, 

The eyes that light up, seeing him; 

The face he married 40 years ago.