She was a shadow of herself enveloped
in the negatives of bygone memories .
But she shone brighter than all the yesterdays.
Walking in a timely manner of her choosing.

Though she always wondered slowly,
everything of her day was done.
Her thoughts always vocalized upon us,
never reserved she always spoke her mind.

"Time waits for no others"
                 "So always wait for its pauses"
"Then get yourself two minutes ahead,

We loved her for the fire that never seemed
to dampen no matter the season or
what life collected upon her frail frame..

She rings us every weekend, reminding
us that she's still a memory in a lives.
Who would ever miss her,
                     she's more alive than any of us...