Her beautiful eyes
glow in my memory as
I kneel at the grave
willow trees overhead
her image within the leaves
hangs in silhouette
A melting pot of paint, poetry and philosophy
A melting pot of paint, poetry and philosophy
Her beautiful eyes
glow in my memory as
I kneel at the grave
willow trees overhead
her image within the leaves
hangs in silhouette
May she rest in peace dear Lee.
Take care and keep healthy.
With love,
mei
Many thanks Mei, she does… I’m sure of it.
Beautiful- like an arrow straight from the heart
Thanks, Andrea, that’s a nice acknowledgement