This one is for an incredible woman who was born in 1913; unrelated by blood, but someone who has always transfixed my imagination. I only met her once, in a tiny apartment, and after, in my young ignorance, almost forgot her. I was too young at the time to grasp the concept of this amazing thing, this incredible, joyful, energetic life. A few days ago, after year of not seeing her, and just days after her 104thbirthday, she passed into the Lord's hands. At the time of her death, without even knowing it, my family and I were gathered in one room, praying for an amazing woman named Marian. Sorry it's not my best work; it's all I have left right now.
How fragile is life
With butterfly wings
With sheltered words,
And trivial things
How silly our thoughts,
And minor our days
But oh, how they matter,
In unnoticeable ways
Life had ebbed, and time has flowed,
Now I am young and free
Now I fly, so far above
And wisdom at last I see!
So light my feet,
And free my mind….
I must have stumbled upon heaven
And yet so distant was this day,
When I was twenty-seven
My whole life through,
A campaign for hope
It's been a fight has been a fight,
That is true,
But now I must part ways with you;
For I'm with the Lord tonight.