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.