Poetry

My dark auburn hair

by Carol Nelson


I found an old photograph of myself today.



     My skin was taut,

     My hair wasn't grey,

     I had a generous smile..

     An easy style,

     And I knew then what I know now.

     That war is hell,

     And greed is king.

     That kindness and love

     Mean everything.



     July 6, 2012


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