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She Walks on Snow Without a Trace
(Introduction : this is apoem in honor of a friend who has recently died. It is a contribution to my grieving process and atribute to her.)
She walks on snow
without a trace
her spirit runs under the ice
he feels her face;
he speaks of her
to pass the knife;
<FONTCOLOR=#040080 size="5">to turn Love's Sword
of wonder days
and dark luscious nights
into Celebration
Her heart fills
His solomn eyes;
Ah were she still here!
2 comments:
Lovely!
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Sug
You loved your friend, and know her husband's grief. "he speaks of her to pass the knife," like it eases the pain to talk about her. Yes, my neighbor often talks about her late husband. It does help ease the pain...I wonder if she is crying when she is alone. She says she does, but it's been eight months now, and she says she cries less frequently, and with less violence. She's more into getting through each day. One day at a time. Her children and grandchildren help make life normal for her. Your friend too will heal from the loss. He will always miss her, but the pain won't stab so deep in time. Nor will yours. bea
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