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She'll Be

by Richard Vince

She’ll be dancing in the summer rain,
Flitting from drop to drop, but
Not getting cold as they fall upon
The poppy fields.

She’ll be singing among the distant stars,
Loud enough for everyone who
Never found her voice, shining
Brighter than all those who
Shone on earth.

She’ll be sparkling in Saturn’s rings,
And planting ephemeral feet on
The gas giant surface, beautiful
Pattern swirling in the mirrors
Of her eyes.

She’ll be soaring with the angels,
Spreading the wings she always
Knew were there, heart free to
Lift itself to the heavens
Unburdened at last.

06/14/2020

Posted on 06/24/2020
Copyright © 2020 Richard Vince

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