Choirs fall upward, singing lovely,
of Garden songs for her life, now a
Shadow, upon which eyes cast down
Flying across the room, darting
by Wishing, screaming, whispering tears,
Violent in their escape, but there's no
Eclipse to a life lived so beautifully.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
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Complete sentiment — and all in one breath. -J
ReplyDeleteLovely, Jess. May she rest in peace.
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ReplyDeleteYeh, I know this is close to your heart. Sweet eulogy
ReplyDeletewow. pretty good.
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