Bolivian Marching Powder
Running fast,
the most beautiful of
bullets.
Sarcastic
but always classy.
The lights are up now,
I bid you adieu'.
Thanks for the memories and the ever present inspiration,
seeing so much love
It is for you.
Nothing hurts now
but our hearts,
but like the brilliant,
flash of energy you were,
you never quit looking out for me ,
nor I for you.
As this was our dynamic-
I wanted to keep you in one place
for a long moment
and like so many others,
to harness a little of that spirit.
It was an amazing run babe.
For me you will never grow old.
XO
Copyright © Margaret Deloach | Year Posted 2023
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