A tribute to a friend who lost her husband, but also a tribute to anyone who has lost a loved one.
the glory white
by angela josephine
what gates have gone
and opened wide
this bluebird song
this great divide
our lives as hold
the break of day
and so i stay
and so i say
all glory bold
upon his brow
a grateful gold
a tender how
yet here we are
this side of grace
left to face
left to place
these fragrant stars
about our feet
remember wide
the narrow sweet
and wonder awed
by string drawn tight
unwinds to bind
in holy flight
unwinds to blind
the glory white