Agony! Pure beauty ravishes sight!
Flaming golds sweep mountain slopes, brilliance
bound on earth; uncounted desert poppies, heights
dazzled by spring birth; crowned, in opulence.

Amazement! Pure feelings; she understands!
Expressed with pleasure, her words sing with fire!
And when she cuts her long golden hair (planned);
it's fate, to bewig the ill; she inspires!

Altruism! Philanthropy! Pure gold
seeds! Replant your heart into Mankind,
so we may reap true life’s bloom; to hold
respect as sacred trust is gold-refined.

With hope’s color defined, freshen jewel;
realign minds, back to the Golden Rule.

Erin Moen 3/11/04
Photo by Erin Moen
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This one's for you, Katy!



Miss you, Katy...