TRIBUTE TO A SHINING SOUL
by Charlie Phoenix.
Strong as a forged metal rod, So was she. Powerful as sudden lightning, So was she. Scintillating as steadfast stars, So was she.
Dark are some forests—she lit them .
Though nefarious, small forests,
She loved them.
Furious, they became, seeing her—She smiled at them, though.
Weak were some old forests—She strengthened them.
Crying as rain, were forests
and their little forest progeny.
None to comfort them— Only a strong , scintillating little Forest progeny.
Fortunate was a day—They laughed again.
However, she never saw the precious tomorrow.
Her kind and great soul is posthumously remembered.
Blessed was her soul.
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