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July 18, 2015
By Sprig SILVER, Wellington, Other
Sprig SILVER, Wellington, Other
8 articles 4 photos 12 comments

I look at you
There’s something about your portrait
That makes me feel
Like reverence is due
Perhaps
It is your eyes
In them lies determination, strength
There is gentleness too
We now have so little of you
That magnificent cloak
An age to weave
The large green Pounamu
A sign of respect
Rests with you.

Above
A low table
Covered with flowers
In a frame
Of dark brown wood
With flecks of gold
Oval
Eye-like
As if you
Are looking at me too.


The author's comments:

In Honour of P. H. (Circa 1895-1923)


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Sprig SILVER said...
on Aug. 6 2017 at 12:21 am
Sprig SILVER, Wellington, Other
8 articles 4 photos 12 comments
Thank you!

Fairy said...
on Oct. 15 2016 at 1:30 pm
Absolutely wonderful feeling reading your creation Lily. Thank you.

Fairy said...
on Oct. 15 2016 at 1:30 pm
Absolutely wonderful feeling reading your creation Lily. Thank you.

Sprig SILVER said...
on Jul. 24 2015 at 6:09 am
Sprig SILVER, Wellington, Other
8 articles 4 photos 12 comments
Thank you!

on Jul. 23 2015 at 10:30 am
SomeoneMagical PLATINUM, Durham, New Hampshire
22 articles 1 photo 260 comments
This is a great poem and I loved it. I have no suggestions other than--keep up the good work!


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