Purplerays

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“Old Woman

On your face lies a gift of fields
Stories unfold in the pleated furrows and tales spill
Across the white fence of your smile
Phrases slip easy through the narrow gaps
Where pickets have fallen away
And I lean into the clear space of your calm contentment

I am drawn by the gifts you carry in your hands
Paraffin tapers antiqued and bent
And the bronze shelf of your arm warm against my back

Primed for your last hour
You are comfortable in the history of your bones”

~ Barbara Mitchell

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