Alyscia Cunningham
and Marisa Bevington

Marisa Bevington
Inspiration piece

By Alyscia Cunningham

Time flies
Years go by
Her insight intensifies.

Though tired and worn
She passes the locust thorn

Grown accustomed to hurdles
Her soul sets and fertiles
And visions glimpse eternal.

Sensitive yet sturdy
Unharmed because she’s worthy
Seen in her Irises journey

Her strength is heritable
And firmness is inseparable
Aged wisdom and beauty make her impenetrable.



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