She glides through this life gowned and glowing in white
In her hand, a candle with a golden flame that never dies
And she spotted me on the beach with a branch in my hand
As I was drawing my scars in the sea-kissed sands. It was
then that I felt behind me a tender heat, so I turned and
met her gaze. The scars I drew in the sand healed. Under
my feet, a path of glass marble that when kissed by the sunlight, became a rainbow. She beckoned me
to follow her to which I did and we ventured through sky, land and sea
She spoke so gently She smiled so kindly Her words had so much worth with such little cost
My sorrowed heart was halved My joy seemed to double And then she said she had to go.
But she smiled and said that she was never far behind, and if ever in doubt, I should look to the sky
I'll see her star and feel her gaze And I would always end up with a smiling face.
Handing me her undead candle, she floated away and I would never forget that day.
She saw me a someone who could heal and touch many lives And like the talent in me, it will never die
Now watching the dying sun, by the beach, I turn my face to the empty seat.
No, I shouldn't say empty. So it is sweet to smile and meet the angel that burns with a kind heat
This poem is a tribute to Sue, who wrote a delightful kind poem for me called the 'angel with a broken wing'. I really cried at how beautiful it was so here is my poem to her to thank her. Please follow Sue, she writes so elegantly and she's such a friendly soul too! Here is the link to her page: https://hellopoetry.com/u712779/ Thank you so much, Sue! Have a blessed day, everyone! Lyn ***