Gliding On the Light of Beauty
bagpipes started singing
of her Amazing Grace,
flowers started dancing
the twinkle on her face
feeble are some steps
but with unflinching pride
she picks up her head
and the lift in her stride
sweeping past her subjects
the moriahs drift her wake,
the beauty in her heart
breaks my breast to ache
with a kaleidoscope for eyes
she sees through to other worlds,
to the mosses of the leaves
and the shells within their pearls
rocks and anicent relics
hyroglif this scrolling mind,
in the letters from her heart
a life's mystery is defined
my Angel from the north
plays on the northern lights,
and I can always smile
as she reaches dizzying heights
shining in the stars
when they turn to light my sky,
is message to my spirit
to always remember I can fly
for Ann a true inspiration ...on the occasion of her 70th Birthday ... lol sorry for the confusion
Copyright © Jayne Eggins | Year Posted 2010
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