When You Read Her Poems
You read her poems
And imagine women chattering
Around the old wooden table
Changing old men`s stories
By their ancient, deep knowledge
And their experience
You read her poems
And discover the secret magic
Of ordinary things-
Of the kitchen cupboard
Of the taste of coffee
On a sunny afternoon
You read her poems
And become more
Intimate with nature
You read her poems
And find the presence
Of loving and forgiving God
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