“She Stands Alone” a poem by me

[Sir Wearer of Hats]

She Stands Alone:

 

She stands alone,

her face kissed by age,

carressed by hope,

lined by loss.

She stands alone - her path her own.

 

She stands alone,

her eyes older than her years,

aflame and rich,

life lived fully,

hopefully.

She stands alone - born anew.

 

She stands alone,

her shoulders defiant,

tempting fate and love,

an attitude of sureness.

She stands alone - but unafraid.

[Jujo-jo]

Beautiful!

Thank you for sharing, it's inspiring!

[quiXilver]

thanks for sharing mate...

[lightly]

That's beautiful Sir.     The words are rather sad...but the subject Strong!     Your mom?   (just a wild guess)

[Sir Wearer of Hats]

6 hours ago, lightly said:

That's beautiful Sir.     The words are rather sad...but the subject Strong!     Your mom?   (just a wild guess)

One of my oldest friends actually, the first person I met in high school who didn’t call me by my obnoxious nickname with disdain and who seemed to genuinely be friendly (I was a lonely boy at school) and whose company I always appreciated. She’d had a rough life after high school but her inner strength always struck me as remarkable.

[lightly]

15 hours ago, Sir Wearer of Hats said:

One of my oldest friends actually, the first person I met in high school who didn’t call me by my obnoxious nickname with disdain and who seemed to genuinely be friendly (I was a lonely boy at school) and whose company I always appreciated. She’d had a rough life after high school but her inner strength always struck me as remarkable.

Ah,  thanks Sir.   Your appreciation, admiration ,and love , come through beautifully.