(Thanks for touching my heart… Stevie Nicks)
She paints in crimson
Her words give us a glimpse in
Into her world
The sea of words that she’s swirled
She was born to be a poet
Though she did not know it
She’s touched so many with her art
She writes and sings of matters of the heart
From the very beginning
Her stories were told through singing
Singing for the things that money can’t buy
She understands all the reasons why
Why our great loves and our affairs
Live in our hearts throughout the years
She paints in colors
Images so vivid, unlike any others
Her reoccurring themes
Wraps around her visions and her dreams
If you read between her lines
So much more, you will find
She knows of darkness and of light
And the ghosts who keep us up at night
She’s found a home on the stage
With the voice of an ancient sage
Her wild heart flows like fountain
She’s our lady of the mountain
Lady of the sea
Lady of the sea
















