She was a beautiful flower in our garden soft skin like the petal of a rose delicate bloom that she loved.

Our Omniscient, gentle giver of life, tender heart that endured. Our inheritance is her love. A kings ransom.

The light of her eyes more brilliant than the stars. The warmth in her arms enfolding like a cozy fire.

As her children... let us hold this treasure forever in our minds and close to our hearts.