Local poet Patrick Lennon had a vision of beauty. And as we all know beauty is truth and truth is beauty.

Scarlet Angel

I remember you in that black silk dress
stepping with eloquence and grace
Carrying on your shoulder a face timeless
Yet so out of place
With eyes cast with the deepest pearls
Reflecting a bright light
Through a ocean blue

For dreamers could never dream
Of a spirit so free
That neither death nor time
could chain

You are then a scarlet angel
Holding the street people with an embrace
Never will she be forgotten
For in a world so ugly
How could something such as this be replaced?

— Patrick Lennon

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