Gone... Not Forgotten Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

I gasped
When I read.
A part of me
Couldn’t grasp it at all.
A legend in her time
Mary is gone, (of Peter Paul and Mary)
Gone at Seventy Two.
And I thought I was the only one
Getting older.
Those songs;
That trio who carried the torch
Of youthful hope and protest
Will be
A part of my youth;
My history forever.
We will ALL pass on
To other places,
Fade away
Into the memories of fans,
Family,
Loved ones.
God let those places be as dear
As they were to us.