Howling winds in drenching pain
Across the Fiji Islands fanned
A cyclone's thrust to kiss the surf
Where once she walked the shifting sands
Then just as quickly disappeared
Into the sea from whence it came
In the distance could be heard
The mournful wailing of her name
Author's note:
For...... Angie Guridi, a dear friend, and Fijian native, who one day asked, 'Would you write a poem about me? '
Beautiful poems though it is sad... Thank you for sharing, Madam... Best wishes, Tsira
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
James I asume Angie lost her life in that typhoon? This is a beautiful tribute to her. - Shirley