She was like a Butterfly
\nIn so many ways
\nThe Emerald Isle
\nAnd her loveliest days
\nSpent making music
\nIn her unique way
\nShe expressed politically
\nWhat she needed to say
\nHer childhood was difficult
\nBut a gifted guitar
\nFrom a nun got her flying
\nAnd seeing the star
\nOn her gossamer wings
\nVery much so
\nHer identity genuine
\nAs we all know<\/p>\n
Creative and fresh
\nIncomparable she
\nA warrior\u2019s heart
\nAnd a wish to feel free
\nUnderlined archetypal
\nWonderfully she
\nUsed her voice and her songs
\nSo uniquely <\/p>\n
She sang from the heart
\nAnd her eminence grew
\nStrong willed and minded
\nA pinnacle view
\nExpressive beliefs
\nWith courage and verve
\nA commanding position
\nWith her Irish nerve<\/p>\n
Her music undoubtedly
\nCommanding that she
\nListened and felt it
\nInextricably
\nConverting to Islam
\nAnd lost her son
\n\u201cOne soul in two halves\u201d
\n\u201cthe Lamp of her soul\u201d
\nBoth gone in peace
\nTo eternal release<\/p>\n
She influenced many
\nConnected was she
\nHer beautiful solitude
\nHer gravity
\nShe will be missed
\nFor her artistic stance
\nFor her fluttering light
\nAnd her beautiful dance<\/p>\n
rest in Peace Dear Lady <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
She was like a Butterfly In so many ways The Emerald Isle And her loveliest days Spent making music In her unique way She expressed politically What she needed to say Her childhood was difficult But a gifted guitar From … Continue reading