OLD WOMAN

Who wants this old woman, seasoned and torn?
In her mid thirties, not much to adorn.
With heavy dark eyes that see all in your heart
Her whispers mean more than your fine hanging art?
She's been more places than those with their jets.
She's loved more deeply than I'd dare to bet.
And she blends into the wall as if not even here.
And the fire of her anger will melt you in fear.
This old beaten woman with eyes of a saint
Will lead you through life with her elegant gait.

--Diva
as published in "A Diva's Child" (Lulu Publishing)