Blue vision of remembrance
you are lovely in thought
and lovely in being.
Your notes echo into
the star-sprinkled sky
and bounce back again
into my hopeful heart:
a blue keepsake
this vision of you.
How many voices
have you given to the stars?
How many of your thoughts
have soared into the forever new?
My soul is proud
to call you daughter,
sister and mother. For
you have danced to star-music
whirling into the universe
of all your accomplishments.
A proclamation of beauty,
a remembrance of pure grace
and a vision with a dress of blue.
