Sitting at the table and you look so alone.
Lost amongst the joy as the room goes on.
We see through your gaze, see through your quiet.
Love hasn’t passed you but you can no longer find it.
A lifetime of service, life’s journey shared.
Where’s your role now? With whom do you share?
Be sad not, grand lady, we all still love you.
As you sit smiling through sad eyes,
Leaving a void in the room.