The painted lady
To whom words mean so much
Bares evidence of hope and strength
Is full of passion
She follows her heart
To the ends of the earth she will go
For love
For hope
For life
There is a steel
And yet a tenderness
A smile that melts the hardest hearts
A charm and wit
To captivate a longing soul
For she is man’s vision
She is man’s hope
She is man’s life
Oh that I could never let go
Of the vision that has crossed my path
She dances lightly
As if she were a butterfly
Her presence aglow with a riot of colour
She rested lightly in my hands momentarily
And I was touched
Transformed
Challenged
