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Feed The Birds


She had a smile like the sun;

I would do much

To feel its warmth upon me again.

 

She would always feed the birds;

The joy she felt, I heard

Just from looking up to her eyes.

 

She left this world just as she lived;

"To forget and forgive

Is the greatest lesson I ever learned."

 

She walks through me, joyful and warm;

Feeding birds and forgiving more.

What a wonderful life she must live!

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