For A Friend

Something has been on my mind to write this down. I’m sure people will be able to find someone they know being described in part or in whole within this poem, whether alive or already gone. I did not know Michelle long – just short of three years before she passed away – yet becoming friends does not work on a timeline. During the few telephone conversations which we had, I laughted – and I cried. A true friend would not mind either. I tried re-writing this without referencing any names, however, the poem didn’t quite work together without doing so. I’m sure Michelle wouldn’t mind. I know Mike doesn’t. I hope you WILL see someone special within these words, for that’s exactly what Michelle was. And if there IS someone you see here, learn from a mistake I made – don’t wait to tell them how you feel. I don’t think I ever did tell Michelle before she was taken from us.

Michelle -Through My Eyes – For Mike

She began as we all have,
Born to a couple – a mom and a dad.
She was the oldes within these siblings of six,
When she saw something broken, how she did fix!

She hit the world running,
Blazing her way through life.
She was not only sister,
She became mother and wife.

Her path through this life was not so easy,
Encountering hurdles and roadblocks a’plenty.
With battles in body and wounds to her soul,
She stayed true to form and fought to remain whole.

From the men in her life she was taught oh, so much.
It began with her father, who showed joy and strength and such.
Then along came Sean, the first heart of her heart;
The amazing love of a mother with him it did start.
The next heart of her heart came along in Tim,
The tears, joy and laughter were now shared with him.

Then Mike came along, so loving and kind,
With you, the missing piece of her heart she did find.
And not just her heart did you fill,
But her soul became complete – and calm – and still.

Let’s not forget mom, so feisty and true,
Showing love with her cooking as tea she did brew.
Love and respect Michelle learned from mom and dad,
A love for the ages is what Frank and Grace had.

Michelle’s patience and care for the young of this world
Showed wisdom and strenth that begged to be observed.
She wanted to steer them toward the right road,
Making sure that these precious ones had the chance to grow old.

Now toward the end Michelle laboured for every breath,
But her spirit remained beyond infinite wealth.
The short time I knew her, and right up to the end,
This honest and genuine soul, I considered friend.

Ingrid Ewikowski
November 17, 2019

Until next time,
Inge