Saturday, December 1, 2018

Marie, A Wonderful Soul


Marie, A Wonderful Soul

© by Bud Lemire on Nov 9, 2018





There's a wonderful soul, who lives all alone

In a place where she lives, and she calls home

Her hearing isn't good, her sight isn't great

The little things in life, is what she appreciates



She watches TV, in her home every night

A special soul, who's embraced by the light

All she wants, is to be free to do

Everything, that would come easily to you



To watch the Detroit Lions, and enjoy every game

Win or lose, she'd enjoy it all the same

Her Angels surround her, all over the place

They guide her daily, with all she will face



Family stops by, to see if she is okay

Her life through the year, is a normal day

A game of Cribbage, when her Senior Companion is there

Just good company, with a good friend to share



She has a Walker, and a Wheelchair

She loves her awning, she'll sit and stare

I know this woman, and I will tell you

She appreciates everything, that you will do

If you listen closely, you just might hear

The Angels that sing, just for her ear



Let freedom be, as long as it can for this soul

Life is short enough, and this you should know

When you get older, wouldn't you like your freedom too

To still be able to do, all the things that you do




This poem is for my friend who I play Cribbage with

every Friday. Marie Sundberg. you are a dear lady

who deserves all the good things in life, Everyone

who comes into contact with you cannot help but

like you. Your soul shines and radiates for all to

see and hear. Thank you, for being my friend.

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