Wednesday, February 11, 2015

She Carried Joy With Her

Of blue eyes and wavy shoulder length hair of gray
Just meeting her did bring some joy to my day
The beautiful stranger free of any conceit
That i met today as i walked on the street
A friendly and warm person untainted by guile
In passing she greeted me with a nice smile
Perhaps in her early sixties of cares she seemed free
With a beautiful smile she said good day to me
Wherever her sort are joy is to be found
They carry it with them and spread it around
Of unfriendly people too many i do know
So nice to meet one who has the inner glow
She carried joy with her whilst walking the street
Her kind of person is a pleasure to meet.

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