Poem - Donation

Posted by d-sencier@hotmail.co.uk on March 18, 2018, 5:59 a.m.



I gave my eyes so that a small girl could see
the iridescent blue of a damsel fly’s wings.

I gave my heart to a boy too weak to stand,
who now runs and climbs the rocks above the tarn.

I gave my lungs so that another child could breathe
and fill them with the ocean’s salty wind.

I need no marble headstone, but in a sun warmed clearing,
plant curving bluebells and fluted daffodils

scented blues and vibrant singing yellows
to celebrate my short life each spring.

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