Her Love,
These last two poems are in honor of Mrs. Annie L. Darden who I only got to
know briefly but shared her love and life with me as if I was her own.
When I look at you,I see all the wisdom of ages before me,When I look into your
face,I see all that you have done for your family,When I hold your hands I feel all
the years of work in the fields that went into those hands to clothe us,When I look
at your feet,I see the long walks you took out in the plantation to feed us,When I
look into your heart,I see the unconditinal love,warmth and passion that you have
for your family,But when I stand back and see you,I see a young woman just
starting out her life,graciously with love for GOD and her family.
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