Boneless
This poem is dedicated to Grace Lee. She is one of my dearest friends whose spirit shines so brightly on to others!
Boneless
The soul inside
The spirit within
Is really the actual
Individual person
Each one is placed
Into a human shell
With skeletal bones
To move the body well
The eyes are windows
The soul peeks through
During the time on earth
That each one must do
As we travel through
On our allotted time
The bones are strong
For the path assigned
When the journey
Gets near the end
Of learning almost
All of your lessons
The bones deteriorate
The body lays to rest
The soul is then set free
And becomes completely
Boneless
Copyright © Florence Mcmillian | Year Posted 2017
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