A Woman Of Substance Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
A Woman Of Substance
A woman of substance
I`m sceptical of the Dutch
One of them stole my beloved
He was a painter
Made her beautiful on canvas
And she fell in love
I wrote a poem on a torn
Piece of paper-
And I'm not a Lutheran-
Nailed it on her door
The usual stuff of the aching heart
The painter got arthritis
In his hands
Could not hold a paint brush
She sent him to nursing home
And now she smiles at me
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5/6/2024 7:35:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
She sent him to nursing home And now she smiles at me. A well communicated piece of poem. Sylva