16 January 2016


By Bud Koenemund

For Shaindel Beers

Poet; what lyric could I offer you,
Knowing these same words inhabit thy brain?
I must request, Artist, briefly eschew
The pen to come muse, and let verse sustain
Thy spirit. Oh, aptly named – Beautiful –
Indeed, a title unmatched by these rhymes,
Be assured, thy visage remains youthful;
Nature undimmed ‘gainst the ravage of time.
Pray, acknowledge this little song as proof
Your countenance is appreciated,
And have faith the fleeting years will show truth
Through wisdom earned, and grace to celebrate.
   This praise springs forth by thy inspiration,
   A living light immortal as the Sun.

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