To Hannah…..first poem……

I was so sorry when Hanna died-
Wife said that night, I cried and cried-
And then next morning walked and found
A sky blue feather, on the ground!
I keep it here, for her, and we
Are ONE again…..in Memorie!

Because the road was steep and long-
And through a dark and lonely land-
God set upon my lips a song-
And…….put a lantern in my hand!

For tho the road was dark and long,
And through a dry and prairie land-
God gave me this gift of song-
And rhymes were lanterns….in my hand!

So I always carry these little rhymes-
And…..send them away….to you from me…….
SO READ THEM KIND…and understand…..
THEY ARE GIFTS……all wapped in poetry!

She is with me yet-
Tho the summers are gone-
And she never can come back again-
She is still with me yet-
And we sing our old songs-
On the strings of the long slanting rain!

She seems to be here-
And we still sing our songs-
On the weaving bright strings of the rain!

They left her out there in her grave
North of town-
She could write no more letters to me-
But a blue feather came here
That night, drifting down,
And I know that her heart is set free!