Morning starts with a chill
Fog outlines skirtfolds of the foothills
Sun comes out to dissipate fog
& Proceeds to warm the valley
Young woman chased, stabbed,
Left to die in the chilly dawn
Old woman passes
Peacefully in her sleep
“My work has not been in vain;
When the Lord calls me, I am ready to go!”
It’s a rich Saturday
When one is invited
To celebrate a good woman’s life
& Paint a community mural.
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