I may have not known you for long.
But long enough to feel your warm
Embrace, jaunty smile and bright face.
You cradled me when I was a baby-
If only I could have that in my memory.
You came to my new home: smiled because you couldn't smile at yourself: inside.
You spent your days by the beach with your dog, confused at Life, lost.
If only I knew you had no one to turn to. I was here to offer love, more than you could imagine.
I was here if you needed a shoulder
To cry upon, a body to sink into.
I'm glad I didn't see you like your end.
I want to see that happy, joyful girl forever inside my head.
I still feel in touch with you; parallel universes, tying your thoughts on to my dream catcher...
'The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree... with her hand in her bosom and her head upon her knee...'
And as time passes on and you have passed on, you linger
still
Walking rounds among the streets, the country lanes and by still waters.
You were forsaken for your beauty
And now in your name, I will live my life truly.