Connie Marcum-Wong

Come, autumn breeze, in September Sweep through our hearts so elegant Like Connie, our sweet celebrant, With sadness we will remember Her warm and gentle touches still Whispers of happiness until She left us, a glowing ember Burning so brightly in our hearts Poems with rare beauty imparts. Stirring souls like burning cinder Becomes a muse to light our way On this another autumn day. On the Soup no finer member Always there with a compliment Kind words of praise she always lent. Come, autumn breeze, in September With sadness, we will remember She left us, a glowing ember Stirring souls like burning cinder On the Soup no finer member.
Written September 23, 2022 Submitted to: "In Remembrance of Connie - Autumn Theme" Sponsored by: Suzanne Delaney
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Alex Avatar
October 22, 2022 at 5:49 AM
"She left us, a glowing ember Burning so brightly in our hearts Poems with rare beauty imparts." - Great tribute. Congratulations!
Hankins Avatar
October 22, 2022 at 8:01 AM
Thank you so much, Chris.
Delaney Avatar
October 21, 2022 at 1:04 PM
Thank you Milt…. for taking part in this tribute to Connie with your fine Autumn Constanza. “With sadness we will remember……on the Soup no finer member,, Autumn Blessings, SuZ
Hankins Avatar
October 21, 2022 at 1:34 PM
It was a very special honor, SuZ. Thank you.
Watt Avatar
September 24, 2022 at 3:41 PM
Milt, this is another glowing tribute to Connie's legacy of friendship, kindness, and exquisite poetry. She will long be remembered and sorely missed. "Kind words of praise she always lent." Thank you for sharing ~ John
Hankins Avatar
September 24, 2022 at 4:04 PM
Thank you so much, John. Indeed. She will be in all of our hearts for a very, very long time.
Cunningham Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 12:43 PM
I was scratching my head thinking I thought I'd made a comment and saw what had happened,another lovely tribute Milton in the form she created. Tom
Hankins Avatar
September 23, 2022 at 1:24 PM
Tom, I wrote a tribute from my heart, then realized I had not written it in Connie's constanza form, so I posted both of them. Sometimes I'm just not right! (chuckling)
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