About the Poem
Written for a friend who I found on the Internet and lives in my hometown. An Ozark lady who showed up when I needed a friend.
|by Jim Williamson|
|Out she reaches touching this darkened soil of an aged earth.
Soft hair and tender eyes she walks this path to its very end.
Colours reaching from a gentle wind giving life's beauty a natural worth.
Slowly bowing, rising, turning, from this smile it sent my friend.
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