I heard a voice so sweet & clear - it seemed
the music of a flute or bird; astonished to find
this voice belonged to Tara dear as she sang
her life for all to hear in rhythmic story notes
I climbed on a Merry-Go-Round of her mystery
song and found so much - a poet who majored
in philosophy is quite unique and the magic of
her carousel revealed her a lively, energetic
Acrobat who dances all night to words, who
takes on the world and sets aspiring poets to
flight - I'm so fond of her voice as water clear
and crystal consciousness - she became my
Cherished friend & through her life's trials I've
kept reminding her of her music & song - she
promises she will sing again and dance to the
rhythm of stars that only she can hear, & as
Only she can recreate in her own words…
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