A line of cars
One destination.
One resting place.
Celebration of a woman.
Bright blue sky,
green grass,
and fall colors.
In celebration of a woman.
Fears of family
Joining together
As the body lowers to the ground.
In celebration of a woman.
Remembering her smile,
Love for people.
Happy with grief.
To a better place.
All in celebration of a woman,
Do we come together,
to honor and rejoice,
one woman... who liked to be called Elaine.
In Memory of my Great Aunt. :)
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Seashell in The Sand
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry about my life. The things I go through and the things I witness. Some are happy, some are sad, and some won't make any sense. Sometimes life doesn't either.
