She never missed a flower in bloom,
We often wondered at the wildlife through the window in her room,
Home\'s quiet now that shes gone,
But the daffidills shine on, the way she shone
Our games of scrabble, guess who won?
nut, she was gracious and modest in tounge,
she never stopped telling you how beautiful you were,
But if anyone held beauty, it would be her.
So many touched by her cheery ways,
The time we spent together, always sunny days,
Just because shes gone it doesn\\\'t mean shes left,
Her spirit is imprinted so many\\\'ll never forget.
