The Archer
For Anna Maltese

Loose an arrow heavenbound

And if it should return to ground

Then nock it, draw, and do not doubt

You’ll find the path, guide it out

And when you gaze into the dark

Behold a brightly burning spark

To you a speck of light, no more

But for the one whose name you bore

Aloft in honor, proud and true

With alacrity as warriors do

A legacy in flames abides

And now her name shall never die

For it is writ on every night

It carries on in endless flight

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