Perhaps treading too lightly
To shake up world history books,
But just a flicker of your glistening light,
And your whisper soft words,
Keep spirits afloat.
Protecting broken hearts from
Crumbling or numbing,
Advocate for the invisible,
Oft’ neglected soul,
You reclaim their royal significance.
This humble witness proclaims,
“You’ve made your mark!”
…For a healing dose of your angel dust,
Remains sprinkled upon,
My ever grateful heart.
(Dedicated to my mom on Mother’s Day, and all the other beautiful soul warriors out there…You know who you are!!!)
-Gilda Patricia
