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Champion
October 13, 2011
Her words always first
With her eyes, teeth, talent
Beaming blooming bright
She spun gold to weave;
Blanket her accomplishments
Under feathery shadow
Pet pheasant at home
During the hunt.
Coddled and patted and praised
She effortlessly accepts,
framing her trophies.
I spoke to her once
Creases lightened with gold;
Eyes narrow and bright
And she had laughed,
And I had loved her,
But I still can’t recall what she said.
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