Jeanne's Song

Whisper soft
   and I will listen.
You graced my life,
   enriched my soul.

Time recedes.
Winter beckons.
Muted bells quietly toll.

Now on wings,
   your soul dances,
loosed of trapping
   and Earthly woe.

Beautiful spirit
   freed forever,
embraced in love,
   you gently go.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

Emotions depicted in their best form, well penned my friend!

[Anne Timmins]

An emotional and well described piece of writing.
Good work.

[Kelly Scheppers]

A beautiful rendering of loss, Mary.


My best,
Kelly

[Tate Morgan]

I so enjoyed this it felt like a cross between sara Teasdale and Emily Dickinson.Just beautifully thought out it played through my minds as I too lived it with you