In the spirit of daily blogging for the month of November on a day when I really don’t feel like writing, I am sharing a poem that was written in memory of my sister and read at her memorial service on June 13, 2005 (I did not write it). Today has been a jumble of ideas and emotions. They have been energizing, painful, touching, frustrating, inspiring and humbling, and it feels right to let them stay tucked inside for the moment.
WINGS OF LOVE
Where no trees wither nor boundaries grow
Behold ! There is an angel there below
Like lily among thorns, yea! The rainbows of the sky
Her Wings of love have spread on high.
A heart of gold, so tender and sweet
The sharing of love with no retreat
A thousand words cannot express
Such kind and loving thoughtfulness.
Oh! Wings of love yea! Feather of hope
How great a loss, so hard to cope
As light is to sun, and day is to dawn
Memories of you forever will live on.