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Donna Joyce Clarke, Earth Angel

With a 40 ounce in each hand
seemingly announcing her very age,

she more than likely felt much older
but we're all on a different page;

she breathed life in just like her cigars
deriving pleasure from each hue,

causing her world to seem so, colorless
except of course for her "shade" of blue.

She loved unconditionally, like any Mother
with a generous nature, with which to share,

explaining why she had so many friends
who miss her, and who really care.

Donna's peace was finally granted
on a dreary, wintery day,

because of those, who love and accepted her,
we'll feel her presence, anyway!

~

About This Poem

Last Few Words: One of my "shadow people"; the poor dear lived primarily as an outcast, and predominately as an angel with a pedestrian existence. Of course, she will be greatly.... and hugely "missed"! With a heavy heart; sincerely, doc.

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates, Poe, Dickinson, and Dr. Seuss. There are a smattering of others, but why bother listing 'em all, ya know?, I also rely on a few of our poets, here....for advice, and what not. I couldn't possibly explain what a fountain of live, effective knowledge we have...right here in our midst ! To catch a glimmer of brilliance, merely visit: the Stream.

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docmaverick

docmaverick

13 years 5 months ago

Thanx sir elfman....

...I knew not, the departed Ms., however I was introduced to her by others; the "remembrance" is for her two sons.
Sincerely, thanx again;
doc.