Her hair was lush
Falling like velvet curtains
Drawn to the sides of her face.
She was quiet but her presence was strong
Stealth strength - Her spirt!
She concealed such pain
Inside her radiant existence
She fought with time
And tamed it to her side.
Petite, pretty, and Prudent
Just as her name suggested!
She had the spirit of a warrior
And the grace of a saint.
She lived all in, drunk on life
Nothing limited her, nor confined her light!
Gentle and kind,
Armed with a shining smile
She lived to the fullest
Redefining limits, busting limitations,
Transforming the struggle
While juggling with fate.
Words would fail to grasp her soul
Nor would they reflect
Her essence in whole!
Like a dream she drifted
Lingering around in memories Profound.
Godspeed my friend. Soar high!
Spread your luster from above,
Until we meet again.
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