Shine on ! (my child!)

(I wrote this after talking to one of my nieces; she was processing her mother's (my sister's) loss)

When you sense the sorrow

Be it today, or tomorow,

Listen deeper to your heart

To those voices from the past,

reprising all we talked

(and those that I taught).

If happiness still eludes you

Look up to the high skies -

All those shining stars

or that floating cloud

is me...
Looking at thee, 

Happy and very proud,

and what you've become -

Grounded, kind and then some.

Trust me, my child,

I've seen whats in plan,

In that future, wondrous and wild,

You are that woman,

I could aspire to be !!
(Now, stop thinking of me,
Gotta go listen to live SPB)