(A lone voice whispers)
Spellbound as I know
You're coming home to me
Take solace as I once did
Now that you've left them all behind
For you'll always burn
Like a bright candle
In the nucleus of their souls
Memories
Hidden in all the tiny fabrics of their minds
That now
At this sad moment
They'll all pray to find
Some now tragic
Yet all still magic
For rare candles like you
My Elizabeth
Burning bright
Like a beacon of tranquillity and peace
Ready to explode
In the middle of your soul
Especially at night
Always gives you the strength
To push back the Darkness
And try to keep control
As you cross Life's
Many uneven roads
Welcome my only Queen
To the Wetlands of The Great In-Between
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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