Yazza

Yazza

by Bud Lemire on Oct 21, 2003

One night she came to me as a friend

And special moments is what we'd spend

She cheered me up when I felt down

But her cheery voice beheld a frown

She was fighting a disease, that nobody wins

We shared our life's stories, and we would sing

Our spirits touched, and colors would fly

When we departed each time, we never said goodbye

She saw all the spirits, that lived through me

She'd see things, that nobody else would see

Dancing colors all around, mixing blue with green

Healing each other, with pure light that is clean

I was in Michigan USA, she was in London UK

Cancer made her weaker, I went the Western way

A mutual friend of ours, had an interesting event

Butterflies were everywhere, they were Heaven sent

Then up on the roof, there was the Dove

I believe it was our Yazza, sending down her love

I believe when someone passes, bonds will never cease

The Butterflies and Doves, told us she is at peace

Oh Yazza, if you feel this, and you hear this poem

We're sending you our love, in your spiritual home

For my special friend “Yazza”

Who now lives in the Spirit World

Thank you so much for all you brought to me