Scent from chestnut hair danced pretty for my nose.. scent of love in woman.. fine as any rose.. velvet for a morning midnight throws a light.. one last look.. one memory.. creates her morning flight..
Fly you angel as when first you came to bless each child.. fly as woman.. fly as man.. primal.. true and wild..
Dance your love across our heavens.. seem near yet so far.. show as you know it.. brilliant shining star..
It was not green of your pretty emerald.. not the sterling silver on your lip.. not your ‘cred’ or the way your hair falls.. not the fine good curve of breast and hip..
Care for mother in you at a child’s cry.. as blood was your own love overcame.. any thought but ‘help child’.. no time no why.. love in time.. is time in love the same..
Thought..’in watching a couple of ‘comments’ by ‘experts’ on the TV network news.. inappropriate.. fearful nonsense about not giving necessary help to immigrant families ..an obvious ploy of that political party that should be called.. ‘The Negative Campaign who Does not Care Party’? HO HO and HO Hum.. I will say it again.. ‘Fear should never overwhelm humanity’.. even for those who believe money is everything.. I will do a cost comparison of similar situations and probably scenarios.. wait I do not have to.. that has been done.. many times.. in historic content.. or immediate cost.. this is the best way to handle a situation no one who has to deal with it created.. sadly the immigrants are the first victims in a line of victims created by fearful perceptions.. some imposed.. some original to the spouting loon who spreads such a hobble..
real people need care.. understanding.. a skill to turn passing time into a learning situation.. at every turn.. in every feeling.. for that is strength which renews and broadens ability to grow..