Tribute To Georgina Jones

Georgina Jones, eternal optimist, with a keen sense of humor. Never knowing where your creative juices will take you, A master of personification and alliteration, poetry boomer, Many poems in honor of your daughter, more than a few. You compare yourself to a gnarly old tree, I see you as a sage. You have a furry pet, so I am thinking gorilla, grizzly bear or dog. Wizened, and wise, telling it like it is, I read your love on each page. Your non-metaphoric writing is easier to read than falling off a log. You are a word player, a maestro of playful, humorous jest. Love that your ideal man would be “a man who could not speak” Writing about a box dog or leprechauns, more fun than the rest. I will turn to your poems often. Especially when sad, you I will seek. You do not sugar coat things, rather tell them like they are. “She was fiery, vibrant, full of life, but also edgy like a knife.” For twenty months now your daughter has been a heavenly star. You will see her again, I am certain, when you shake this earth life.