the birds

In Her Honor

9m ago

SOURCE

Description

More into: www.memini.co Night frost on the window sill, Reflects her story within it. They thought the frost would melt Come blistering rays of sun, And the morning would forget That she had lived. But the frost turned to air, Air to wind, Wind to song, Sung to the world That she had lived. Her nights of battle And her days of war, Soldiering alone In the battlegrounds That is the life of a woman. Oh dear one, They wished to forget you, They who are meant to protect you... What can we do now? Do tell us your favorite color? What did you think of roses? What songs made you dance? Do you know the sky was blue today, The stars they shine bright for you... The roses release their scent in your honor The birds they sing in memory of you... Their cold heart cannot hold your warm presence, my dear.. But you live on forever in all beings innocent... In your like is the life of every woman. To forget your story is to forgot ours, To honour your life, Is to ensure that we too live a life of honour. And love as beings capable of love. For those who believe in love but who hath love snatched away, Do still believe. Love is that brighter day that seem so far away, Yet is on its way.... it's on its way.

the birds

In Her Honor

Tags

Description