Older Lady With the Closed Eyes

The older lady with the closed eyes flowed up through the elements
At first I did not recognize her, for who she was
But my soul did and said “Hey! Pay attention!”
She was my godmother, I had not seen her for decades.
Welcome to heaven, I said, taking her hand.
Without a sound, she acknowledged me in a grateful manner.
How did I not know her? 
I was surprised by this.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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