Monday, August 25, 2014


Her beauty moved men
But she was more than beautiful
Bright and thoughtful
Was filled with questions
Lived to know the answers
She was wounded by life
But still tried
When is a life perfect?
When can we know it is good
Cathy sleeps in Elysium
I miss her now and forever
But she can now find all the answers
And is no longer misunderstood
Farewell beautiful spirit
Broken for the pleasure of others
Farewell my friend
You live anew
While my sorrow smothers