Monday, September 30, 2013

Poem: Ms. Walker

Ms. Walker
By Joi Maree Flowers

You'd thought Ms Walker had kinfolk who loved her
As much as she spoke highly of her family

You'd thought she had a host of friends
With her greeting everyone one with the biggest smile who passed her way

You'd thought her life was full
Seeing she was always on the go to somewhere

But she was empty
And alone

And though the sun shined upon her
Inside her world was still stuck in the season of Winter

And when she got called home to glory

The only voice that spoke at her funeral
Was from the only person there

The Preacher

And he mourned not

As he was there

Only to eulogize her

Just as he'd done for others

He didn't know

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