A Heart Art Commentary

I recall her suddenly stricken,
vitality and strength taken away.
A heart full of love and compassion,
bright, active mind found meaning each day.

See the portrait, they prayed over supper,
the scene close to the end of the day;
Their lives from early she imagined,
when romance and attraction held sway.

Then the portraits reflected a family;
she saw the lively swirl of their life,
dinner under the chandelier's twinkle,
a happy, fulfilled husband and wife.

Each partner in solitude dreaming,
a child with love being held on a knee,
who would think of grandparent hood coming,
and the heads bowed in prayer gratefully.

The times in between she would picture,
their hopes and their dreams coming true.
She saw in their portraits the lives lived,
as she kindly wished for me and you.

Though bound by the physical illness,
in the art she beheld, she composed.
In her difficult script she attempted to share,
a sweet fragrance before her life closed.

A friend leaves a warm spot that time cherishes.