She Was A Complicated Woman Poem by Kathleen J. Shields

She was a complicated woman
Emotions led her here
She loved her cats and nature
She loved to feed the deer.
She loved to play the piano
She loved to watch TV
She loved to sit around the house
She loved to talk to me

She was a complicated woman
Her anger could get mean
Her emails could get nasty
As mean as you've ever seen

She was a complicated woman
The best friend that she could be
Always there to listen
Always there for me
If you needed help you asked her
It didn't matter the task
She lived to make you happy
A smile was her mask

She was a complicated woman
So sad and so alone
She'd hide her heart and feelings
She'd turn it into stone
Why she couldn't find love
Is a mystery unto me
Her stone would turn to acid
Her pain would drip and bleed

She was a complicated woman
This world wasn't her era
She'd rather live on the prairie
Or in a house named Tara

She was a complicated woman
So talented so smart
Creative with her hobbies
Made by love from the heart
From needlepoint to minis
Dollhouses and crochet
She wrote and played piano
So much more to say

She was a complicated woman
She liked fast cars and smoking
Shopping and some cussing
Rock and roll and joking
She kept a real clean house
She didn't like it messy
At night she couldn't sleep
In the morning she'd be fussy

She was a complicated woman
Her cats knew her best
Home shopping or on eBay
Her wallet took the test
She wanted so much out of life
Of what I just don't know
She was a complicated woman
It’s a shame she had to go.

- Kathleen J. Shields


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