The words were all said
Everyone started to mill around
No one wanted to take that glance
At the waiting hole in the ground.
Hugs and tears were abundantly clear
So many that were touched in her life
All too quickly the disease ran its course
Taking the sister, friend, mother and wife.
Time moves on as it always seems to do
Not waiting as some would wish it to
There will always be the memories to share
Holding on to the past while each day starts anew.
Even the heavens left a mark with the gentle rain
Almost as if there is something special to show
The dark clouds start to move with the breeze
Parting to share the beauty of a special rainbow.