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this big woman
by Charlie MorganOdie splayed in a streak of warm sunlight;
enjoying the early morning of a dog's life.
the phone rings. it's this big woman, Jan.
she's five foot nothing in her stocking feet.
but you run out of tape and scales to measure
her heart, Himalayas of care for the World.
bringing light to darkness, she's a beacon.
a subtle, loving grin always on the ready;
diminutive, sure. an oak o' care in full-bud.
accepting each day as it is a gift of love.
a cheap-thrill to see her truck; a chessboard
of stories await our morning cup of ol' joe.
yeah, 12/31/2008 Posted on 12/31/2008
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 12/31/08 at 04:26 PM this is a feel good piece, chaz. and i feel good. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 12/31/08 at 07:44 PM Nice write Charlie. It's great to know people like this and there really are some out there. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 12/31/08 at 11:14 PM "an oak o' care in full-bud." - I adore that line. My new fav or yours, and yes, a feel good poem is just the ticket today. THank you!
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