She’s got a heart of gold

She also thinks pieces of rainbows fall from the sky on sunny days

Her touch is a cotton sheet, her sight a floating swan, she hears as a smile sharing joy, tastes as one hungering for truth and smells as a flower

She sees the colour blue and the shape of her lifelong love when music grazes her ears

Her poise is as Athena in ancient Greece

Her heart is streaked not golden

The skies are grey, where has this darkness come from?

How cheeky she can be!

She says each time she frowns a drop of rain falls from above

And when it does, these words are her refrain, ‘Ca va bien!’

A whispering mouth speaks of bravery

She stares at the vertical horizon

As her feet are lifted and she soars as a bird

Shea, her confidante, she knew her gifts were beyond the given

There will be a time others will see, she will share her sense of knowing

Like a flattened cloud no longer floating

And they’ll declare, ‘I love how strawberries float in the sky!’

Quietly she will say,’Je suis enfin a ma place!’

She makes the mountains hum

And the blue appears to open only for her