She was loud in her voice and in the colors of her clothes.
But, she didn’t do it for the attention or for the stares.
she had always been this way and more than once she would have to quite down what she said.
But, she knew who she was and didn’t care if anyone said she was a brassy type of women.
And, it would be hard for her to find her way.
She knew where she was going and didn’t take the little hits they tried to throw her way.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes