scryptic.livejournal.comA friend of mine a few years back asked me to write something for her to help with her project she needed to do. I forgot about this until I opened one of my writing books I thought I'd lost. She needed to write an epitaph, so I wrote this and apparently she (I) got an A+.
'She Walks'
'Follow my heart through such battles undone
As I dance over puddles of grey
Fortune so willing, life through divinity
To the sweet earth where I lay
Cry for me not as the memory rusts
Nor for those I never knew
Now I am wing'ed so I shall soar
Guiding such peace unto you
Grateful I am for so many a smile
Anguished, each tear that you shed
Life as a vision upon your own hand
Clouds when astray it be lead
Here I shall walk through the valley so rich
Leaving a trail of my heart
Follow the roses, crimson as love
And know we are never apart.' -C.M.Miller
There are many ways I could change it, fix it, overall re-vamp this piece but there's something in it that almost begs me not to. I still rather like it. Who knows...I just might use it.