Mary- a Duo Rhyme
Before her last sweet words were spilled
Upon the page, her voice was stilled.
She’s sitting now on Father Time
As once she jested in her rhyme.
From there she’ll make a further climb
While we learn from her paradigm.
She left us many lines sublime
In duo and in monorhyme.
Though we will miss her pen so skilled
God’s plans for her have been fulfilled.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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