The Women Gather

THE WOMEN GATHER

Black and White and sometimes yellow
They gather to laugh and cry, and sometimes
Stretch the truth into laughable lies.

Yes, they gather in the good and bad times,
Always in sad, and grieving times too.
Their knowledge of love of life,
And each other form unbreakable bonds,
That years and miles and changes
In life will never destroy.

The little women gather,
While watching the large,
Practicing motions and expressions,
And mimicking words one day too
They'll say.
The little women learn silelntly the
Feelings that go with unsaid words.

The women will always gather
forming worldwide bonds defying color,
culture, religion or race.
Women gather as one in mind and one in heart.

The women gather gleefully
as babies are born anew,
The women gather solomly again when death
reclaims life so briefly lived.

May this world so huge, rich and full,
Never see a day when women of every
Persuasion and on all occations,
Cease to gather.

By, Jonita L. (Jay) Johnson,
July 5, 2004