Written by: Keith Bickerstaffe

She gathers roses
with the grace of one
who challenged grief and won. 
In waning light, 
with lanterns lit and fire ablaze 
she settles to her solitude 
as the darkening warm evening 
wraps her in its arms and leaves 
her to her dreams, 
dreams of love and faith 
that will sustain her now he's gone, 
but not forgotten.