GWEN
Gwen
Trying her best
To fit in
Exotic Dancer
Until time took its toll
Works the streets these days
Flagging down rides
With her best seductive face
Demons
Portrayed as Monkeys
Perched on her weary back
Fear begins to melt
As trust blossoms between us
Rare
In this age of unpleasant existence
Acts of kindness
Chip away the frayed stone
Encompassing her brittle heart
Brief gentle smile
Creases her seasoned face
Pleasant memories
Invade our weightless spirits
She remembers her Baptist days
With tearful penitence
Her belief in The Son of Man
“Deep”
The common thread that binds us
Alliance
Camaraderie
Decency
God smile upon you
My transient friend
Soon we shall meet again
Where the path is paved with gold
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005
