That Wonderful Man
He sees mewithout a pinch of make-up
on my face.
My hair is in need of combing
and so out of place,
I have just finished cleaning
a house and the clothes.
He says I am beautiful,
a raw woman;
he likes a certain pose.
How sweet is that?
That wonderful man,
who adores me
just the way I am.
Kathy Lockhart
6/27/06
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
Read 1538 times
Written on 2006-06-28 at 03:03
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