Reflections On A Neighbor's Death - Marion Cook In Memoriam Poem by Bill Grace

If she worked as she lived
an opportunity was missed
in not lowering the flags to half mast
in salute to her passing from us.

Her colonel came to her memorial service
there was no one else in uniform
but if what was said there was true -
her garment was the garment of love -
even more significant than the cloth of a colonel.

She loved my dog and my dog loved her
this alone would merit remembrance
I only hope as one of the last to see her
that I gave her comfort
and that The Great Spirit that holds her
has received her to a heart
infinitely greater than my own,
which is much better
than my feelings towards her doctors.