The Spotlight

In entrance of her presence, this light would shine its ray.
Cascading, luminous sunshine in whatever she would say.

The light encircled your life; you felt special and proud.
The truth – she was the spotlight; this thought we shout aloud.

The glimmer of her sparkle, though dimmed, will never fade.
Her touch became the legacy through all the friends she made.

How very much we’ll miss the star that made our lives so bright.
But deep inside the flicker’s there – she’ll stay tucked in there tight.

My heart in pieces cries for she now gone from mortal sight.
May God in mercy hold each up in tunnel’s darkened night.