Passing of a wonderful friend

 Dear Freda, what can I say

Now you're gone and passed away

Now at peace but always a friend

Fighting, laughing till the end

Loved by so many

For I'll have no more help to write

You've been my muse, my inner sight.

So if I my writing goes askew

You know who I will blame, yes you

What laughs we had

I'll weep some tears, I'd light a flame

And tell my goddess of your name

And ask her now to guide you well

Through forests full of sweet bluebells

For freda. I'm going to miss you