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With Cora In The Memory
I walk the path, among the flowers
Where Cora Ellen passed the hours
Making sure whom e'er would come
Be given equilibrium.
Yet never notice that she be
A source of needed symmetry
Though I'm sure they'd realize
That the beauty went beyond the eyes
For few are gardeners of Cora's kind
Who cultivate the soul as well as mind.
And when they left serene they be
With Cora in the memory.
Mike I just loved this poem.Reminds me of my grandmother or maybe even myself.Great write!
Shirl
Now this is a beautiful poem. I can just see her tending to the flowers, and the view that it must have given. This felt like a walk through the garden with her. Beautiful writing.