Monday, February 21, 2011

Minnistry of Memories

more than just a black and white,
since by color we do not judge,
but when the body cannot bear her soul,
we can only provide the final crutch.

come so far and learn so much,
along this green, grassy road;
where the cats don't care,
the tennis balls don't wear,
and experience is worth so much more than gold.

her eyes are sad but for unfading glow,
tragic intermission in her show.

tonight her body will be laid to rest,
and her brilliant soul set free;
we wish her good journeys, all the best,
and soon enough, again, we'll meet.

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