I wrote this thinking of the two recent losses in Hollywood:
Fame
Large before us loom the entertainers
Evoking raw emotion in each scene
We share their lives, although they never know us
They bare their souls upon the silver screen
Of their eccentricities, we should forgive them
How many of us would stand the test of fame?
Easy to point out every flaw and blemish
Indignantly effusing fault and blame
When the fading spotlight goes to black
We mourn as if we’ve lost one of our own
Their images eternally remembered
Forever will their lines be etched in stone.
Barbara Powers
Ignacio