Julia Casterton passed away 2 weeks ago and I only found out today. Let us all have a moment of silence in her memory.
Julia was 54 when the angel of death came for her. She was a poet and a teacher and she had touched the lives of a lot of people.
I would like to say that she hadn't touched my life at all, but then I wouldn't be writing about her at all. Ms. Baroque is also feeling a bit down. Please go to her blog, if you have a chance, and leave your condolences. It mentioned that she was dead so I checked the obituary, linked above.
She had 3 husbands, though probably not all of them at the same time.
Julia, Rest in Peace.
I have written a poem in her memory that I am sure she would have appreciated.
Keep it coming, on the wings of a kite
Flying so high till you are out of sight
Like an eagle chasing a lonely sparrow
The skies suddenly seem all tight and narrow
Raining down upon a village so green
ordering the lowest about like a queen
To look up high and continue running
Or sitting on the beach and sunning
Like a turtle trying to just get there
but dragged forcefully to the lions lair
hiding in his green bowl shell hoping for no eviction
The time has passed and the wind has blown
What is will be and soon will be shown
For the end is upon her lying there so sweet
Put into the ground as her creator she'll meet
Down below the poeple still scurry
thinking that they need to hurry
to get somewhere but where that is
not even a little bit of your biz
Goodbye Julia.
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
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