This is my Ode to Suzannah. Suzannah Marie.
Lover of dogs, and horses— and all who run free.
My kindergarten pal; then longtime friend.
Feisty. Spirited. Right up to battle’s end.
Mettle in her soul. Flowers in her hair.
Suzy spoke her mind—boldly... without a care!
I find myself...
Listening— to that raspy sweetness of her voice,
When Suzy would laugh and hang with us boys.
Recalling— the way she pronounced my name.
No one else said it quite the same.
Celebrating—one tough, resilient girl from Hills and Dales—
All who truly knew Suzy share similar tales.
This is my Ode to Suzannah. Suzannah Marie.
Lover of dogs, and horses— and all who run free.
This is my Ode to Suzannah. Suzannah Marie.
Lover of dogs, and horses— and all who live free.
Dave