Remembered

She would sip red wine every now and then

She would drink slowly, and gradually drown the day’s pain

She would giggle when she had too much

She would stop laughing when she had a little more

She danced in order to feel alive

She moved as fast as she could

She could never move as fast as she wanted too

She would go home tired and spent

She would recite from memory scriptures which had never been written

She spoke words divinely inspired, if at times profane and sacrilege

She saw more than her eyes needed to see

She felt more than was healthy to feel

She tried hard to understand those around her

She felt the pain when others spoke

She sympathized, empathized and internalized

She took it all in... and it weighed her down

She would lay on the warm sand and let the shore’s breeze caress her

She would not sunbathe in the nude

She feared the sun would blush.

She would feel reborn in the heat

She hated the rain but didn’t mind the snow

She loved watching the leaves fall to the ground in the Autumn

She felt like a tree at times

She felt like a leaf often

She hummed notes as they randomly entered her mind

She loved old black and white movies and simpler times

She cared for children though she was never given any of her own

She hated God for that, and tried with all her heart to forgive Him

She made love like a bird seeking warmth in a nest

She made love and seldom had sex

She was vulnerable with or without her clothes on

She was bare each day of her life

She celebrated every birthday with great enthusiasm

She wondered deep down though “is this all there is”?

She wondered not so deeply down

She had questions that she did not want answered

She looked for inspiration in the oddest places

She lost all her muses early on in life

She was surrounded by people most of the time

She was all alone most of the time

She moved across country

She went there to find someone she never knew

She didn’t realize that person was inside her

She looked in vain

She curled her hair at times

She straightened her hair at other times

She had to lose all of her hair at one point

She tried hard to be brave for others

She cried just to let the sorrow out

She wondered how the sorrow always came back

She didn’t feel sad at all

She didn’t know it, but she was always sad

She made mistakes

She took the blame for each one

She was never faulted by anyone

She was forgivable, above all

She grew impatient as the years passed by

She heard each drop of sand fall in the hourglass

She felt time breathe more heavily on her shoulder

She was keenly aware

She never found that perfect lipstick

She had thousands of shoes

She was angry that nothing ever fit

She was the most beautiful woman in the world