'carol'

Your voice all quiet now Your laughter never to be heard again And yet it still echoes in my head.. Your smile still plays in my mind’s eye Feathery kisses blown from above Floating around brushing against my face The sadness sometimes overwhelming When the wind blows and the flowers dance Their multihued colors magnetize even the butterflies Just like you always use to do… I can’t help but smile, remembering your love for them. When I look at your daughter, She reminds me about you Even though you left too soon, you taught her well... At the age of thirty five, The battle were no longer yours to fight… Contest : Reflection By : Wilma Neels 7th Place