Farewell to a Friend

She lived with love and dignity
And wore age as a badge.
She welcomed each day avidly,
The good in it to cadge.
Knowing they were fleeting,
She spent no idle hours.
You would find her with her artist's brush
Or working with her flowers.
A lady and a beauty still
At ninety years and more,
A host of friends are grieving as
She slips through Heaven's door.
She left gladly with the angels
Her loving Savior sent.
I'll miss my precious, long-time friend
And happy days we spent.

By: Joyce