i know a woman
a woman of gold
her heart full of layers
of lessons untold
this lady, is she
genuine all through
an ear to lend
whether it's me or you
porcelain face
eyes like the sky
beautiful creature
for her i would cry
lived through hell
yet here she still is
not a second of life
would she choose to miss
this dear friend of mine
her substance so deep
this friend til the end
her trust i shall keep
beauty within
love on the without
her mission in life
i have not a doubt
to give of herself
this talented woman
precious and fragile
her gift she has proven

04/23/2003

Author's Note: ah, my OTHER best friend... next to my Andikins...

Posted on 05/27/2003
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