Peacefully she lays
Peace finally coming
Her eyes
closed
Forever more
One thing lives on
The words she's written
The
poems she left behind
Enlightening all that read
showing what they never
knew
Her works filled
Feelings unhidden
Emotions unmasked...
Her
words make them cry
Her words make them laugh
They see her now
As she
truly was
Not as they wanted her to be..
As they read
They find they
can not stop
They hunger for more
Reading her every last word
As they
come
Slowly to the end
They sit and stare
wondering faintly
Could
there be more?
Where could they find more?
Surely a talent such as
this
More has to exists
More than they have seen
They flip the
page
disappointed Nothing there
Because of her death
That's all she
wrote
All she put to paper
Countless more
Lost forever more
Inside
her mind
Resting with her soul