She Is

She is by Phil Burns

She is by Phil Burns

She is
Warmth
In the winter
Sunshine
In the dark
A bird
That sings
Butterfly wings

She is
The night sky
Full of stars
Twanging guitars
A laugh
That can light
The longest night

She is
Waves
Over stones
A violin’s
Sweet tones
Daffodils
In spring
An eagle
On the wing

She is
A smile
A glance
AnElephant
That can dance
Blue sky
White cloud
Singing
Aloud

She is
A quite
Perfect wife
Everything right
In a life
Good luck
A hug
A door
Never shut
But

She
Is
Gone

About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment. Irreverent and irrelevant. Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless. https://anelephantcant.me/
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5 Responses to She Is

  1. RoSy says:

    Lovely – yet sad.

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  2. utesmile says:

    Lovely written but sad!

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  3. emmylgant says:

    C’est une melodie plus qu’un poeme… C’est le chant douloureux et magnifique des chemins perdus et recherches a la fois, je crois.
    Le poete emerveille encore.

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  4. Alastair says:

    Very good and very sad.

    Like

  5. Khaula Nazir says:

    Very beautifully put.

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