Farrah Fawcett Tribute Poem by gail godin

Although she once was yours
And we know you loved her dearly
You may have never realized
The whole world loved her nearly

As much as you did
With her heart made of gold
She'd been through so much
Her private story untold.

About whom Farrah was
So simple, so sweet
From her beautiful strands
To the tips of her feet.

It really didn't matter
If she was working or not
She was always an angel
That couldn't be bought.

She loved her soul mate
And also her son
Some said it was over
But her fight had begun

She shared with the world
Such a personal disease
From the very beginning
She so wanted to please.

An angel with a voice
A brave battle she fought
Educating the world
With new-found knowledge she sought.

When the Lord said,
'Farrah, It's time to come home.'
She knew that her family
Would not be alone.

A slow and horrific, painful demise
A terrible infliction, indeed
Took a shinning star's short life too soon
Brave heroes like Farrah we need.

Her loss was mourned
By women and men
When the sky opened up
To welcome her come in.

Her sweet voice can still be heard
Though her bright star burned out too soon
Farrah 'lived' till her final words.
Without self pity and clouds of gloom.