Before she died she
would retreat into the bedroom
for her brittle bone health
to be undetected
When the moment came
she was likened to an elderly on terminal
There were butterfly kisses
before the dispatched silence

You're as nuanced as your own opinions
determined as a wanderer
who establishes his own terms,
We Surely miss you
on your sourjons
down the country mile

You walk like a svelte Prince
and are all stealth
by your collar bone dexietery
Your wishes are our privy
and we are only here
to do your bidding

When shall the Spring come
Like an essential oil rinsing over me
All good things worth waiting

how can your justify yourself
when there isn't a heaven up there
be on your careful watch

blessed were the river dolphins
brightly furloughed alongside the riverbanks they abode
to test natures woeful health

swallows fly eastwards by memory
gladly remembering furlong paths by reborn directions
blessed is natures amazing recovery

Tempus Fugit to all past
bright young things have better opportunitic bearings
when cerulean clouds rightly account