Yareakh

She saunters on stage with lighters raised for her,
A soft encore following a loud performer.
With a gown for each night worn in the same order,
Taking time from us as we gain it back from her.
She’s like a lighthouse slowly spinning a message,
Building her glow until it becomes vestige.
A queen of precision every time she’s been tested,
And saunters off stage in her own way and own exit.

~Poet of Ephraim

I admit it took me a while....but this is a great piece of writing. I just love it when it takes a little while and then a soft light begins to glow!

I just browsed through your web site. In my opinion your talent is on display. Most impressive.

Thank you @Seeker47 and @tourist for your kind words and your time. May the Most High continue to bless you both.