In quiet whispers, her verses flow,
Christina’s words, a gentle glow.
Through shadows cast and light anew,
Her poetry, a soul’s true view.
She painted dreams with softest brush,
In silence, found the deepest hush.
Her heart in every line she traced,
A legacy in words embraced.
With nature’s grace, she intertwined,
Emotions pure, in hearts confined.
Through seasons’ change and timeless tides,
Her spirit in each poem resides.
A beacon in the darkened skies,
Her wisdom in each verse belies.
Christina’s voice, forever clear,
An echo through the passing years.