a poem I wrote this morning…

"Metal Man Walking" : a novel

Statue of Liberty

Isn’t She beautiful? The Woman standing in
The harbor, torch lifted high. Doesn’t
Her face offer you a way in

To a freedom once only imagined?
She wears her crown but never
Acts as high or mighty. She is
Your mother-sister-friend. Her name

Is America.

copyright 2012 Carley Eason Evans

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