Yellow cardigans would perpetually be
Elegant in your view but I'd forever
Snootily protest at your fashion sense.
Then, the day came where I had to unwillingly
Return you to the land of the unknown and
Dress sense was the last thing on my mind, I
Admired your lillies and yellow cardigan but
Your make up and up do looked out of place.
I hope you were still smiling for your faint
Smile always lit up a room full of people.
Obituaries for you didn't come easily in
Verse or in emotion, but I was proud of you;
Everyday I was proud of you and I wish to
Rendezvous with you up in heaven: soon.