Sister

on


I remember kind.

I remember signs

in a bright mind

a passion a drive.

Wit with a sharp

wit annunciation;

now woman kind;

driven frustration.

Driven smart I’ve

never seen the sort

who brings order

to this life’s court.

A party to a chaos

she drove all out.

The blackened ill

above in my cloud.

Tempered in doves

of Gabrielle above

she’s better than the

Angel could be of.


Picture: 1985

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