Peacefully she lays
Peace finally coming
Her eyes closed
Forever more
One thing lives on
The words she's written
The poems she left behind
Enlightening all that read
showing what they never knew
Her works filled
Feelings unhidden
Emotions unmasked...
Her words make them cry
Her words make them laugh
They see her now
As she truly was
Not as they wanted her to be..
As they read
They find they can not stop
They hunger for more
Reading her every last word
As they come
Slowly to the end
They sit and stare
wondering faintly
Could there be more?
Where could they find more?
Surely a talent such as this
More has to exists
More than they have seen
They flip the page
disappointed
Nothing there
Because of her death
That's all she wrote
All she put to paper
Countless more
Lost forever more
Inside her mind
Resting with her soul