The Na/GloPoWriMo Day Four challenge is to write a sad poem. That’s easy enough to do this time around. Someone who is increasingly important to me beyond nearly all measure of my meager words recently lost someone. I can only hope that someone’s footprint weighs heavy on the soul of this world.
Breathe the Legacy by Michael Romani Stepped in where steep begins Souls lost and no one wins Steeped in the truth of liberty Comes a heart deep in history Born in a modern world's hurt Alarmed by life into fully alert One woman barely old enough Forced to be both tender and tough We breathe in her fragrant legacy Where every lost child is family Brave fought into the last night Speaks well in defense of the right Her life defined as both poem and poet Her footsteps live on as Vancouver shows it (c) April 4, 2019 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved