Always and always

Some women
rise,fall and rise again..

and then,
they are some
that even fallen,
are always spoken of
in the highest of ways..

a child was left mother-less
yesterday.

somewhere
in the mountains a bird
stopped singing,and the
echoes of its silence
were so strong,
the world was pushed into
a past so beautiful-

the present lost importance..

and its acceptable,
its acceptable to get lost in time,
when its filled with so much purity

the thousand stories
that may come now,
will never reach the heels
of those that are already
written ..

some woman,
mark your life in ways
you can't even put into words,
into poetry,into love..

the stars won't shine
as bright tonight..
nor tomorrow,
nor next week..

we'll have to wait for
their mourning to pass

..patiently

because its going to take
time to accept;

that this bird
won't have a moment in
time again, that it won't
dance with somebody
that it won't safe
all its love for someone..

although in itself,
it will always be loved.

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We love you whitney<3
Forever.