Jersey Maid

Bright blonde-haired girl competitive From the start, made a nine Mile ride With a spirited heart, straight to the Summit of Telegraph Hill, I’ll guess She freewheeled back ‘just for the thrill’ A gifted person, with a giving heart A literate future ‘to be’ in life her part A maritime yen, her soul would hold Sailing, snorkeling, diving in waters Weather hot or cold A present in fiction she gave to this world Plots and intrigues in Atlantis unfurled Loved her John, lived to the full, help for Others in her will so loyal gave fans her all Lived in Florida, she loved it there, would Relate to others of its when’s and where’s To St. Augustine she made foray, taking my Advice; I’m oh so glad she enjoyed the stay. Poetry in whispers a favourite place on Soup she’d pen with style and grace Haiku, idyll, rhyme, sonnet, prose. Carolyn, we miss you, but none can stay This earth is finite all here fades away. Your talent is blending, way Above where Death is not, amidst eternal Love Keep us in your thoughts we wish today That we may meet where time has no sway A greater bond we’ll share there new The deeper depth the truer true. ©Joe Maverick 16-8-2021