Debbie

Dark wood house  
Shady veranda French doors  
So proud it was all yours  
Lemon verbena  
Avocado trees  
You kept those polished Rimu floors so clean  
Grass short and very green  
Gravel driveway free of weeds  
These things made you pleased  
Happy as a warm summer breeze  
Long afternoons cozy  
feather like and free  
Like your paintings  
Billowing colour, far reaching sky  
Flocks of birds like angels on high  
Long nights silent  
Past not letting go
Scars from breast cancer hurting you so  
Long made plans  
This house your last stand  
Perfect make-up and hair  
A lovely dress  
Took that feather you once were  
Held it close to your chest  
Set fire the wick of the depressed  
Burning fast and bright  
Then fading light  
Spluttering in the cold garage that night  
Falling to ash  
feelings and feathers  
Together  
At rest