With the cracking of a door,
Come’s a lady like no other.
Her presence at first seems questionable.
But she proved to be a person of great uniqueness, and rare class.
In disguise, she carried on,
With us into the next chapter.
Where many adventures awaited
And the sky had no end
Never, thinking of rest, along the way.
After months of preparation
The first door was opened.
To a world of both learning and wonder.
Where good times were abundant.
And smiles, common.
All because she refused to sit down….
Due to the love she had, that kept her amidst,
The burning flames.
For four years,
Her tears showed the hours spent.
While her eyes and her smile….
Showed that passion and pride that came from her very aura.
In the second week of October
Her ultimate display of affection was visible to all of us.
She put everything in, but didn’t get everything out.
Including rest, are we surprised?
At times, it seemed as if she was the only one who understood.
This is why we loved her
I loved her, and always will.
And if there is anybody, of the world and in the world, who will remember us, it is her.
To a lady that never sleeps.
As times, she seemed divine.
While in reality, she was just one of a few, precious, few.
And if we could all possess only a tenth of her soul.
We could change the world for the greater good,
And make it whole.
Robert Alexander Deason Peace
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