Her laughter

Spills forth,

Out of the photo

On the tired

School board,

And into the

Eyes of

Wondering children.

Her skin

Smooth, clear, black

Shines beautifully

Into their minds.

Her hands

Worn hard by

Twisted ropes,

Show soft minds,

Another way.

Her clothes

Patched, ragged, ill-fitting,

Cover their hearts,

With awareness

Of difference.