Women's Hands

Like the late shadows of two falling aspen leaves

turning and turning across the grass long, long before

the leaves touch - so women's hands transform a chore,

floating about their sweet intent, knowing the season grieves.

Like the fingers of paper-birch trees brightly through the day

reaching to grace the surrounding pines and ease their dark away,

so in the light of women's hands, caring and poise entreat;

so in the life of women's hands, mission and beauty meet.

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