Cradled to awaken, cradled to sleep.
The noises were soothingly null.
Her still eyes, dreaming.
Thick black lashes, ever so still.
Lips that parted as if to smile,
Assures me of a better place.
Nuzzled in white, like a baby,
She lay - ever so beautiful.
Brighter than the flowers,
Which began to wilt.
She radiated.
To me - frozen, evergreen.
A childhood memory,
She will always be.