Her Zest
Her list of accomplishments was long, long, long.
Her work, her love, her song . . . now gone.
The measure of one life lived,
the purpose of what each gives.
Was it fate that gifted her with it all?
Her zest left the rest of us to fall -
ow behind her tremendous lead;
left us planting the seed
of inspiration she gave,
with one small wave,
that provided our moral scope
and allowed us some small hope,
that life will go on and on and on
even now, that she is so, so, long gone.
by Annette Gagliardi
Rhyming couplets
Published in Proper Poems for Ladies . . . and a few naughty ones, too., We Sisters LLC, 2019/ 2022.
Published on Enclave November 2019 at: 