As memories linger and settle in dust
lusting for more and all that is just
fuzzy and warm reminds us we must
tend to her musings and trust.
As ever her clever endeavor portraits
no straying or sidewalks are found in her ways
nor any loud doubt is shouting about
seeking for refuge upon her cloud.
Pride colliding with bittersweet tidings
hiding in sight of gestures and smiling
guiding the night in light slowly sliding
while counting all time within worth biding.
A second to none.