Flying through on wings of ice,
herspirit cold and harsh, her touch so cool
and her eyes so pale, given her soul has she
to the pain of true love,
for with his death comes hers.
Once so loving and warm
Such a feisty one at that,
She bore three lives on those warm tempered wings,
her two sons as well as her own,
and she flew along,
so happy and strong,
but it was his fiery fate,
that surely sealed hers,
her mind began to warp,
and those beautiful eyes of green
faded into pale blue,
her gorgeous orange wings faded into a cold grey,
her mind split and she became two souls,
Fire and Ice,
Hot and Cold,
Alive and Dead,
Unfortunatly for all she loved,
and all those who loved her,
The Ice dwarfed her flame,
and death smothered her life
In loving memory
Of Jennifer Hope
