Were

eyes of early morning summer grey
stares at the soul inside
sometimes softly
sometimes of fire
but always lady grey

go back to your light
years ago you
of Icelandic coffee's and sweet wines
now boards and fat and dead end of
what made you you.

You were creative
you were divine
elegance
grace
energy
You were loved for what you brought to this world
always creating
always producing

your photos used to be better
your light used to be brighter
now you settle for ease
when true happiness could have been yours

A Goddess deserves better,
the world is worse off without it
you can be true again