Subject: An Ode to Christine {Insp}
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Mon Mar 11 2002 - 11:16:50 EST
"An Ode to Christine"
Christine, my friend, my love,
My sweetest little dove,
You flew away today.
You could on no longer stay
On Earth?s regretful face.
You?re gone without a trace.
Yet beauty of your soul
Left a tremendous hole
In my existence, dear.
?Cause you?re no longer here.
Your fight with Monster brave:
The danger was so grave.
Your spirit, will, and strength
Had driven you through length
Of painful treatments, more?
You've gone through hell-galore.
?Irene, I have to live,?
You said to me. Reprieve
Was clearing your mind.
But illness wasn't kind.
Your fight was so tough?
I hope I gave enough
Of help, support and hope.
I never saw you mope.
Your strength?s an inspiration
To folks in many nations.
Sleep well, my dear friend.
Atone and amend
The friends you left behind.
You?re LIVING in my mind.
Irene A. Mystery Copyright 2001
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