THE WOMAN ON THE HILL

She lives alone high on the hill,
Where everything is calm, quiet, and still.
The house is not lavish but it is her own,
It's situated so the best view is shown.
No matter where you look out from her land,
Your eyes drink in scenery that is totally grand.
She says she is a genius and very creative,
Perhaps she is, I've seen her art on her walls where she lives.
Her sense of humour is unusual for sure.
It's a passion from her to people to help and cure.
She truly is a little strange woman - one of a kind,
With a productive and clever mind.
Poetry floats out of her from time to time,
She always sways to the music's rhythm and rhyme.
She is down to earth and her mind opened,
Sometimes the odd person she may offend.
She speaks her mind honestly trying to be kind,
Then again, she doesn't search for the right words to find.
She has a strong belief in her God above.
She tries to be a living example of His love.
Her energy is fiery and full of zest.
Living life to the fullest is her greatest conquest.
Her heart is free, her spirit is light,
Her unfettered ways gives her delight.
If you meet her stop and talk a while,
You will walk away with the broadest smile.
You will love this lady from high on the hill,
Every one does so I know you will.

Written by Spark