Is it care
or just easy to stare
The look of her eyes
The shape of her hair
The search for beauty
that's always there
And the wonderful surprise
her sincere care
When need haunts me
I think not where
Her eyes that see
her duty declaired
Her wonderful 'Hello"
and her being there
I search for eyes
when it's time for good bye's
Though near or far
they reach like stars
and with that feeling I wonder why
like a planet part of my sky
Run from a bitter reality
Settle in a dream
Not much to take
undress the sadness
draw wings to fly
eyes are closed
smile
hugging a beautiful life.
Yes i am ready to go .
That's a translation of what my beloved sister Mirna Arabi wrote in her book . she surrendered her pen , closed THE book and ..
she flew away on the 1st of October 2016 at 12:00 noon.
they said her heart was weak and she could not handle those strokes,
No my friends her wings were stronger.
I will miss you sis. we will all miss you
My dear Mirna Morgan
I have searched this site
Everywhere
Even in the dark places
Where others fear to tread
But I can’t find
Any trace of you
My dear Mirna Morgan
Surly somewhere
Maybe, behind a lost letter
(Perhaps a “w” or a “p”)
You are hiding yourself
Just waiting for the right time
To make yourself known
My dear Mirna Morgan
… Where are you?
My dear Mirna Morgan
I have searched this site
Everywhere
Even in the dark places
Where others fear to tread
But I can’t find
Any trace of you
My dear Mirna Morgan
Surly somewhere
Maybe, behind a lost letter
(Perhaps a “w” or a “p”)
You are hiding yourself
Just waiting for the right time
To make yourself known
My dear Mirna Morgan
… Where are you?
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