Front Porch Scribbler

Front Porch Scribbler

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Woman from Iraq

I think about this woman from Iraq
My mind boggles at her grace and strength
Death her constant companion in her homeland
She speaks of normal nevermore, only loss and war
I can't fathom what her normal must have been
She keeps a smile on her lips
Her eyes reach into and beyond your soul
She's strong and calm, a stranger but not really
In her case beauty is clear to the bone.

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