Fledglings

Fledglings

Fledgling

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dedicated to Celia Busch

7-7-1970 to 10-23-2000

forever missed, forever cherished.

Who is this one,
one who extends her heart.
Soft spoke, always trusting,
an angel in mortal flesh.
She fosters us, under wings,
enclosed, in an everlasting spirit.
Fledglings were we,
but more there it seemed,
lending an ear, a shoulder, a hand,
forever she was there.
bright was her smile,
her eyes and her ways,
forever, there she was.

What, at great lengths,
she fought, not for fame and glory,
but for us, her fledglings.
never-ending was the war,
but never, never she gave up.
Such a soul, truly touch,
a breath so sweet,
to bring a tear to one's eye.

She fosters us, under wings,
enclosed, in an everlasting spirit.
Fledglings were we,
but more there it seemed,
lending an ear, a shoulder, a hand,
forever she was there.
bright was her smile,
her eyes and her ways,
forever, there she was.

Where, lost were we,
when needed most,
A curiosity she left us with,
we spread our wings,
a longing to fly,
for her, to her.
Her wonder, touching souls,
Celia, truly an angel,
forever more.

Why harkened the Lord,
to take from us our angel,
ev' a soul did howl with anguish,
a might trill as we splintered the sky.
Dark and downcast was that day,
we lay in tears to memorilize her,
our angel, our guardian, our spirt...
our soul, forever she is more.
So little it seemed we did for her,
but for what she has done for us,
forever we bleed and weep for she,
our shelter through this world.

How does one go on,
a heart can live and ache,
but memories resign forever,
we cherish she, Celia, our Wings.
our light in darkness,we have found
And forever she will remain,
our angel, our heart, our Celia.
to which now, we shall go,
take heed on her words,
we shall, "Share our gifts"