At last your day is here!
Such a rare woman you are,
And now it is your turn
While the rest of us cope with
The void
Which will be left in your wake?
Do you know how much,
We will miss you?

You are the prize, dear friend;
A jewel that we carry in our Jeans,
Sneaking a look
Now and then.
You are the treasure
That we carry in our hearts,
Helping us when days are a challenge,
As we remember you
And suddenly know that we will make it through.
 

 How many patients have there been?
Enough that prayers are said for you daily,
As warm smiles
On weathered faces remember,
The sure-handed nurse
With the kindly smile
Who everyone seemed to trust,
And when she touched you
You knew that everything would be okay.

Fly freely, friend,
And let every day entrich you
With beauty all around.
With your partner at your side
And grandchildren at your feet,
May every breath of each new day
Restore you.
May you live long,
In love with all
That this life can be,
But remember, dear friend
That we will miss you.