Worthy Soul

Lines of wisdom

Adorn her face

Hair littered with

Strands of lessons

Learned in good times

And the hard way

Eyes not quite as bright

As in years of old

Hands that refuse

To be as soft as they once were

She carries a softness

It wasn’t there as a child

Or younger woman.

There’s the smile

It reaches her eyes

Once again.

Missing for years

She is finding herself

Cautiously and purposefully

She is a soul

Worthy of being found.