An Old Friend


We seem to cross paths inevitably. I genuinely enjoy speaking with her.

She is hanging tough, despite the curve balls life has thrown at her. She makes do the best way she can.

 We may be tempted to see only the wounds poverty inflicts upon her, but that would be condescending and unfair. She is a woman of great dignity and worth. She has a heart of fire, she has wit, she has beauty, and I am better for having met her. She needs nothing from me, but graces me with the gift of the moment captured here. 


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