Preface: One night while lying awake at 2 am, I decided I needed to define just who and what my teacher of life and passion and love was all about ... and I wrote these words to sooth my heart. When I was done, I wanted them to be true about her ... but was not sure.
A Wise Woman
It's not the beauty of her face my friend, Nor the beauty of her eyes.
But the beauty of her soul my friend, That makes a woman wise.
by Ronnie K - Age 27
Chicago - Winter 1974
