By Roland E. Williams


She ended a quest for happiness, which seemed unlikely to find

She started a life of nightly liveliness, with tears of laughter

She put the friend back in friendship, and there it shall remain

She gave saintliness a greater meaning, that which she possesses

She lifted laughter to a higher level, where it now is immortal

She has put another twist to phoning, and to long good byes

She sprinkles happiness around, without a whiff of doubt

She compels a purity of your soul, which can find no equal

She entices a candid heart, and delivers the same unto you

This and more, is she, my friend, buddy and personal saint


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