Her Radiant Light

Something flew past my window tonight
although bright, I am sure not a firefly,
it could have been a star against the sky
or maybe fluttering about, a lost butterfly.

Something flew past my window at sunrise
this time humming a joyful heavenly song,
fluttering and soaring along my green lawn
it was only for a brief moment then gone.

Something flew past my window at sunset
a lovely figure ever glowing in the sun's ray,
this time it smiled as it flew toward my way
my soul wept, in that moment I knew today.

That something that flew past my window
was grandma glimmering ever so bright,
coming back to show me her radiant light
glory be to God for giving me this sight.




Dedicated to my Grandma the most wonderful
person you would have had the pleasure to meet,
May her spirit continue on in each one of us.


Ariauna Bopp
November 2006