They all kissed Me...

She has a quiet pride in self,  
as autumn strews her path with gold,  
the trees bestowed bronzed silvered wealth  
on all that's worth holding in this world.  
   
One can see in those prideful strides  
this proclamation, " I am Woman! "  
a sisterhood this whole world wide  
reaching back to their birth of man.  
   
And so it was across the veldt  
ten times ten thousand years ago,  
those yesterdays they claimed and owned  
a vastly gleaming world of gold.  
   
They walked from Eden to Bethlehem  
to give lowly birthing for a King  
a thousand years with each small step,  
I see them here still walking.  
   
The world's composed a myriad hymns  
to sing their praises for their dance  
we've never met I never knew  
but they all kissed me, with her brief glance.