I fondly wave goodbye and send her an infinite hug.
Marge was a poem.
And if I find it in me to write the words
to tell the world how she touched my life,
I will do it here.
And if I cannot find a way to express the
best impressions, the charm and expressions,
the various colors of her aura, her granddaughters
her love, the stuff that souls are made of, the dignity,
her belief, our grief undone..... then I will say this
none too quick ...
Marge was the sticky glue true to family pride,
the wide open arms which glide to embrace, the face
of an unwrapped gift laced with promises ...
I loved the way she loved life
and I was honored to have been touched
by hers.
Marge was a poem.
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Marge Tindal's Poetry - Out of the Whispering Winds
Out of the Whispering Winds is a collection of Native American Indian heritage poetry written from the heart of one who has Cherokee blood flowing through her veins. The poems are filled with the history of the Cherokee, their trials on The Trail of Tears, told with love and warmth from the voices of the Ancient Spirits. You will feel the true history come to life as the poetic tales unfold before you. You will find yourself crying the tears that were shed when these magnificent people walked this land in abundant numbers, driven from their joy to the deep chasms of near annihilation. The author speaks through voices that come to her from a Spirit known as SkyeLara.
