With silver tongue she told
the world she'd heard and seen
of moments tin and gold
but mostly those between
Her words she caref'lly chose
pulled softly from her mind
aware that there are those
who would not be so kind
And as her story drew
to its elusive end
my spirit fin'lly knew
that I could call her friend
Friday, January 1, 2010
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