She Just Left...But Not Gone
You were the first on the scene of Knights
third of the whole to melt into the night
Remembeing you like autumn scene, spilling colors down hills
and riverbanks; and the golden leaves lay still about trees,
tossing and turning and waking green in spring.
Oh this deciduous life!
rosebuds fall off
after blooms
delightful song
is not sung
morning bird's
voice mum
children chatter
has been hushed…
seeing grief rise; attach it to a thread then let go
to God's wind. Then watch it float like a kite…
higher, higher, higher, then fades out of sight.
Remembering her is our desire…
and her boundless caring, we highlight
In our darkest hour your spirit will be an eternal light
-proof that you left home and not gone. For your
loving spirit will forever remain aglow in our hearts.
poem by Almedia Knight Oliver
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