For Farrah (Fawcett)

A great beauty has passed from this life.
Of good times and sometimes toil and strife.
Some will say that she went to a better place.
Look at the blue sky or a white cloud, you will still see her face.

Movements like a gazelle in flight.
Hair that shone like gold on a moonlit night.
Eyes that could touch your soul.
And essence like that of a red rose.

Farrah, you fought hard to stay here on earth with us.
But when God calls you, go you must.
Whenever we feel a summer breeze or April rain.
It will seem like you are near.
And in our hearts, your memory will always remain dear.

by Lamar Cole

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Comments (13)

Farrah did change hairstyles that's for sure but I had Jaclyn Smith's poster on MY wall. But, correct me if I'm wrong Lamar, but didn't Farrah die many years ago? Or am I experiencing the Mandela Effect?
I was a big fan of Farrah Fawcett and your poem celebrates her life. She left this life too soon but congratulations on your elegy.
Congratulations for poem of the day Lam.. A beautiful tribute poem
Hair that shone like gold on a moonlit night. Eyes that could touch your soul. And essence like that of a red rose. Wow, a nice one. Thanks poet. 10
Movements like a gazelle in flight. Hair that shone like gold on a moonlit night. Eyes that could touch your soul. And essence like that of a red rose. Beautiful stanza. Loved it. 10+
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