HER SEASON

The last sunset to grace her eyes

Brought her tears of joy

This precious gift of life was ending

In this she had no choice

Tree, Sunset, Amazing, Beautiful
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But, oh, what delight she knew

From childhood to old age

The seasons that she’d witnessed

Blessed throughout her days

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And as her loved ones gather ‘round

To pay their last respects

She smiles as each one kisses her

And hugs her around her neck

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A whisper, barely audible,

To bid them all goodbye

As her heart stops

And she smiles down

Above from where she flies

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    1. Thank you, Winnie! Muses… I just realized, or think I just realized, that I always have women dying accept when I died in the dream I wrote about a long time ago. Hmmm… I need to be an equal opportunity writer with my deaths… What do you think? Actually, I may have written about a guy dying after his wife died and he rowed away in a boat. I don’t know! Crazy!

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