Marion

Smooth hands of thinning skin

translucent in some places

Yellowed nails from wear and work

A lifetime etched in traces

Across her lovely face

And in her shining eyes

Hardship and a life lived tough

A woman of no standing

And yet she was my sun and moon

My night and day, my breathing

Best Friends

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