To - a Retired Poetess
To poetry she said good-bye
Now I live with a Broken Heart
Her words could make me laugh or cry
Or tear my inner soul apart
In a devastating Free Verse
To poetry she said good-bye
My inkless quill rides in a hearse
As an uninspired quill must die
Her words: an image to the eye
Emotions, feelings, come to life
To poetry she said goodbye
A requiem; bagpipes and fife
Read the words from her loving heart
Believing there's no reason why
An Angel of Poetic Art
To poetry she said good-bye
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