Her Beauty, in Her Death


It did stop for Her

As if it had a choice

 Her will surpassed it

A long life she made it and

forced it to be happy

As if it had a choice

A smile that humbled the sun

 The quest that time tried to profess

  Make it confess did she

As if it had a choice

And as she rode life

 Death galloped for her peacefully

  It pranced into her light with permission

Folded hands

 Rest laid

The rain did not touch her

  As all else could not bid her adieu

but paved a clear way

 for her next journey

Even the coldness of the day warmed the ground

  so that flowers could protect the earth

   she welcomed

As if it had a choice

Her Beauty, in Her Death

  Made Life knock on every door

 

As if it had a choice

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