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Connie Marcum Wong

CONNIE MARCUM WONG From this mound of earth, this greatest rose grows Poetic words wrote, within their own unique proses No greater lady: whose love melted into our hearts Not easy to write the words, yet another poet parts I'm not standing in a queue, saying I knew her well But one still ripped apart, to hear of her death knell As the least words spoken, is for the best, I'm sure Poetic words whispered even through a closed door Whereon I thought I heard the angels gave praises To a poetic soul who's given words on others raises Indiana Shaw . . .

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Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 10/29/2022 12:00:00 PM

Hello Indiana Shaw, Connie is missed very much. I enjoyed to rea\d her poetry. She was a good poetess. Blessing my friend.

Indiana Shaw
Date: 11/7/2022 10:04:00 PM

Yes, Darlene, I found her words to very uplifting, I can only imagine it was a tortured life without her son, and husband, so for Connie herself not so much of a loss, but a re-uniting of a long-lost family, I wish her well, hope you are keeping well, Darlene, I am not here now as often as I was, but you are always in my thoughts x x x