Wrapped and swaddled at the ebb of your journey you will be, among the open Angels wings expecting thee.

The warm fragrance of love you have left behind, touches everyone you have known, everyone you have healed

with thy gentle giving hands.

As the floating feathers from heavens dove of peace, must come to rest about the ancient willow tree, may you rest in contentment our sister dearest, may you shine silver, platinum among Gods glorious rays, may we feel your compassion on the most beautiful of autumn morns, may you be felt by mortal souls in there hour of need.

Until we meet again dear friend, in our thoughts you will always be, when the transient stars are at there brightest, when a warm southerly breeze kisses our tearful face, when the raging ocean turns to a calm sea, we will take a quiet, private moment and in that time we will happily think of thee.