In Loving Memory

Patricia L. Donahue, Philadelphia, PA

Empress of the Universe

A thousand trees, amber leaves

I see them all in splendid glory,

blue dark ocean, continuous motion

in clear glass bottle I write her story.

Green rolling pastures, nature's masters

on clover and blade walks this passerby,

pale blue soft sky, clouds passing by

I raise this voice and I cry,

all nature's beauty, however moody

with you could not compare,

bolt lightning strikes, no two alike

could match your beauty fair.

No wonder then, all men you bend

to kneel and bow before you,

and I alone, once cold as stone

was first to sing your glory

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