By: Alison LeFew, Senior Director for Program Growth and Partnerships

In loving memory

She brought me an orchid

To celebrate new life,

Elegant and reaching

For the bright light.

 

He made her a smile

At first; she dazzled,

Beautiful and giving,

Sharing her light.

 

She made his heart skip,

Excited in love; then jealous,

Possessive, and pursuing,

Wanting her light.

 

He brought a gun

That fateful night,

Erratic and raging,

Ending the bright light.


I wrote this poem for my friend who was murdered by her boyfriend in 2015.  At WI-HER we fight daily to eradicate gender-based violence and intimate partner violence. We believe that her/his/their bright light warms us all.