For Eva

For Eva,
Intelligent eyes--as blues as a clear morning sky, full of promise.
A small nose--that crinkles when she laughs.
a sweet mouth that curves up into a smile
so often it seems to be the way it always sets.
 Soft southern spoken words--that flow like honey from her mouth.
And a curiosity without fear--open and caring--coming straight from her heart.

She has know pain and suffering--the fatigue of illness so severe, that only her faith and hope could keep her holding on one breath at a time. But she not only survived, she has flourished. Giving back to life, with her goodness and her words.

She is a "wordsmith"--a writer who spins the tales of life in her stories. She is proud of her ancestors and what they taught her, and she captures the heart of them with her words. The spirit that carries her day by day along her journey of life.

She is a teacher. She wants all of those who hold words in their very souls to find a way to share those words--to know the joy of finding the courage to speak out with those words.

She is a gift-- for those who know her, cannot help but love her.

And it is love that sets us free.

-Deanna Lawrence, April/2013