About Me

My photo
I'm a Recovering Drama Queen. I got tired of the same old lines.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

The Lovely Trail

She would walk each day,
One foot in front of the other...
Every day,
Moving

There was no way to get around her fears,
She chose to plow through them.

She ran past her enemies,
But reached back her hand when needed.

She skipped often,
Always with a song in her heart.

She carried light at all times,
To shine the way for the little ones.

She danced with her family,
Waded through sorrow,
Paved new memories,
And marched for her beliefs.

She took her final step at the finish line.
That's when she soared....

...Leaving a lovely trail behind.

6 comments:

  1. Replies
    1. Yes, and so did the people she left behind.

      Delete
  2. Makes me think of a jet trail, soaring so high.

    Love,
    Janie

    ReplyDelete
  3. Reminds me of a recent flying dream I experienced.

    ReplyDelete