WOMAN

October 18, 2007
By Laura Magerkurth, Lake Lotawana, MO

Like a rose petal
She is poised-
the maiden.
Treading in her mind
through her garden of things she holds most dear.

Like a gazelle
She is happy-
the woman.
Dancing with her husband
the people around her laughing in joy.

Like a stone
She sits-
her face closed in sadness.
Her husband has died.

Like a lark
She laughs
with her children in the orchard
on a sunny spring day.

Like a breeze
she fades--
but smiling as she does so.
For she is going to join her husband in the stars
and they will feast and watch their children.


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