She's left her words,
her poems,
her stories,
as others leave photographs
of all their glories.
You don't see pictures here
scattered about
instead she wanted
her poetry out.

Here printed and matted
or written in script
are the word pictures
of her ninety year trip.
Words were how she
interpreted living;
the sublime, the ridiculous,
the abusive, the giving.

'Tis a personal testament
through her eyes
and her heart--
of her joy and her grief
clear back to her start.