Bronwyn Egan Poet I do not know?

Ga-Hananwa Girl

She was singing,
But I couldn't hear words,
And the dust that she kicked up
Lined legs golden like reeds in the dawn. 

She was smiling, 
But I couldn't know why,
And her dress that was tattered
Whirled dazzling as an African morn.  

She was dancing,
But I couldn't sway with, 
And the bucket she picked up
Watered dust in the place I was born.

She was laughing,
But I couldn't look long,
And her bundle she gathered
Set free smiles not a sadness forlorn.

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Skat A January 20, 2016 at 8:22 PM BROWNYN, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT** Bronwyn Egan February 10, 2016 at 5:14 AM It was fun writing it thank you SKAT. Let me try and send this only once, not like my other comment!