We descend upon the empty beach
With the sun still low in the blue sky
The warmth it will give still out of reach
To witness what is left of her fly
Light reflected is overly strong
Making us all look down as we’d choose
The cheer in the weather feeling wrong
To support our hearts for love we lose
By handfuls we cradle the ashes
Some giving pause to think or to pray
Children’s large tears rest on their lashes
Still haven’t dried when given to play
Siblings, friends, in-laws, and all loved ones
Stand in circles big and in groups small
All drop titles becoming one heart
Mourning our Eileen who gave her all.
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