From a daughter rose she to the leaders role
A vision carried forth; afforded to the masses
Fearless in the wake of a rising storm
She rode each tide with graceful form
Traversing glory; fervor amidst the masses
Bellowed a voice that resonated between borders
Swaying the winds of change she progressed
Carrying a message, questions to be addressed
Exiting swiftly before time’s natural demise
Ripples a tide that has swept our corridors
Her presence departed; existence giving way
Remain the ideals, a legacy; the message will still play
Rest In Peace!
Very articulately composed, wished it had been written for someone who really deserved!
ReplyDeletethat is an opinion and it is taken in because you have a right to express yourself.
ReplyDeletehow correct it is remains to be adjudicated