FLY AWAY PHILLIS
Beauty by description is a condition of the heart
But we adorn ourselves with trinkets and accessories
We surround ourselves with finery
And call this true beauty
Beauty is my grandchild
Reminding me of little me, when I had little parts
Prancing around in my shoes and pocketbook
Totally unaware of how of beautiful she looks
Beauty is the innocence of a child
A heart that cares for others even when they are unaware
Beauty is the eye of the creator
Who nurtured us right into nature
Where beautiful flowers are in bloom
Where beautiful colors and fragrance abound
And all that is life deftly pronounced
Beauty is living a long fulfilled life
Ushering in the the new generation
And the chance to watch them grow
Those who left us at a tender age
Never enjoying the fruits they gave
Have definitely missed out on a great experience
But not Phillis
Who lived her life in full
Smelling the flowers and feeling the breeze
as much as she could
She grabbed life by the horns
And gave it the third degree
Now she's returned to her home in the heavenlies
Where she sits on a cloud watching over her family
Swinging with Sinatra and company
Reminiscent of how lovely life went
Missing you all
But knowing you will all see each other again
If she could speak to you now, this is what she'd say:
Shalom
Think of me fondly
And smile when you do
Enjoying each moment granted to you
Until you are granted your wings to fly too...
By Moshia' Pen
