I offer this poem honoring our beloved Ingrid Bergman every Aug. 29,
the day of her birthday and sadly the day of her death:


On An August Day

Like a newborn shining star she came
on an August Day into lifelong fame

Her face glowed with a radiance rare
her smile attracted many to stare

Statuesque and elegance were her mark
an enchantress she was from morn `til dark

The finest to grace the stage and screen
her true greatness could be seen

Nature and Art broke the mold
after she was fashioned out of gold

Then at the age of sixty-seven
that golden star shone from heaven

A part of my life she was to me
on the screen, the stage, and on TV

Though in the midst of sorrow be
within my heart she stays with me

I now find comfort from my tears
in a legacy of films she left for years

Like a newborn shining star she came
on an August Day into lifelong fame

In a nobly courageous way
she left this world on an August Day



dcbona@... copyright © 2005 by Diane C. Bonacci,
Syracuse, NY