"Fragile Beauty"
A Weariness,
A Sadness, draws
heavy burdensome about
my shoulders.AWoman is a
Lady. I am a Great Lady.
I am a Woman Poet and Artist.
A Woman's Beauty Is Fragile, like
The Seasons. One day my face is
autumn, one day it is June, one Day
Blythe March,-- then for a long time,
Winter.  I am in a stage of winter--
A Bare Face and Bare Body
BareHair--I am presenting myself,
as it were,as naked
and undaltered
and  natural
as the day i was born.
I want to be a natural beauty,
Iwant for no Crayon of Black
Or White Or Red. My Beauty
is as Late Winter,with a touch
Of Hopefully, a Springtime
to follow.  I am a Great Lady,
And My Womanly Beauty
How I Choose To Reveal Myself---
Is a beautiful and glorious thing,
an art of the heart.
Women's Beauty is so fragile.
In JEsus'Name,
Amen.