(memory Chest) Admiration (For Margaret) Poem by Janice Windle

(memory Chest) Admiration (For Margaret)

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Always the Virgin Mary,
(I always a Shepherd, or a King at best)
she carried her quiet glow
through our school days.
Always behind her grey-eyed gaze
a secret life.

She gave us clues
when she bowed your passionate viola,
when she wrote her songs,
but I was only the sheep,
not even the Shepherd,
and I could only bleat my admiration.

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