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“We mourn
the blossoms of May because they are to whither; but we know that May is one
day to have its revenge upon November, by the revolution of that solemn circle
which never stops — which teaches us in our height of hope, ever to be sober,
and in our depth of desolation, never to despair.”
In honor of a dear friend, Sue Anne Goldberg (Elephant's Child)
January 18, 1958 - September 28, 2025
AN ANGEL
I know an angel
of earthly fame
Many would seek her confidence
Life is tough
living can become rough
This angel understood
Many lost hope
But her light was bright
her words pure
This angel
with a heart so true
offered love and advice
Sue knew that
recognized truth
meant sorrow disappeared
Promise would return
Because her magic worked
She left many a happy folk
Thankful for
the blessing of knowing
God's messenger of love
She was the restorer
of damaged souls
this holy vessel of truth
But Sue knew sorrow
and immense pain
more profound than most
She suffered despite
her heavenly calling
Still, her beauty shone from within
Because
Sue gave all
despite her grief
This spiritual being
is now an angel
of hope and love
Still giving from above.
***
Yolanda Renée Stout © 2025
