Sorry...not really a poem. Just something I wrote for a class assignment back when Whitney Houston passed away.

A majestic voice, affectionately known to the world as "The Voice". Regal image, beautiful with sex appeal, but never overtly sexual...and perfect poise. Need I say more to describe Whitney Houston? I'm forcing, or better said trying to force back tears as I read the conclusion of the Deaths Elsewhere column of the local newspaper's obituaries, but I feel one sliding down the left side of my face anyway. And I'm saying aloud, "Wooow...just un-freakin'-believable!!" Then I bow my head in a somber moment of silence and prayer. Whitney Houston, an icon to the entertainment industry, whose success took her from music to the movies was found unresponsive in her Los Angeles hotel suite and pronounced dead at 3:55 p.m. on 2/11/12. She was 58 years old. Of all the emotions that an individual can produce, it is love that can transcend through time, some of us even believe that love conquers all. It is indeed the most powerful element in life that gives it color and joy. Although the cause of death remains unknown, people all over the globe mourn the loss of an angel on earth, believed by many to be a definition of love. Whitney Houston, fallen just like a star in the night...and gone much too soon. May her soul find peace on the other side.